Xo Novel
Chapter 1394
Chapter 1394
Chapter 1394 Talking Too Much Makes One Obnoxious NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.
The Lovely Heart Hotel was a property under the Specter Corporation, and the charity dinner was
jointly organized by the Spring Rain Foundation, which was also under the Specter Corporation, and
the Jadeborough Foundation. Therefore, the hotel's security measures were extremely well-
implemented.
Outside the hotel, there were hardly any journalists. The invited reporters had arrived early in the
afternoon on the eighteen and gathered in the hotel's large banquet hall.
The celebrities also entered their assigned rooms directly from the underground parking lot.
Charlotte first took Scarlette to the hotel, and as soon as they arrived at the room, she asked the stylist
to help Scarlette with her makeover. Meanwhile, she used Faye's phone to call Joash.
Charlotte asked where Joash was.
At first, Joash did not recognize Charlotte's voice. He then instinctively replied, “Three more minutes to
the hotel.”
“Alright, I'll send the formal attire to your room first.” Charlotte walked towards the elevator while
making the phone call. Unexpectedly, the elevator doors opened, and Jibson stepped out.
The man wore a black suit with nothing inside. He appeared innocent yet enticing and exuded an air of
casualness mixed with a hint of wildness.
Jibson whistled and said affectionately, “You look really beautiful today.”
Charlotte quickly hung up the phone and looked at his clean face and limp hair. Annoyed, she said,
“Didn't I tell you to do your makeup earlier? I need you in three minutes!”
“Where's Kurt?” she asked, noticing that Jibson came up alone.
Jibson said, “He didn't ride in the same car with me, so it'll be a few more minutes before he arrives.
Don't worry, another stylist is in charge of my styling.”
Upon hearing him say that, Charlotte's anger finally subsided.
If Jibson dared to go back on his word, she would turn against him on the spot and make him
remember her, his ex, in a “profound” way.
The elevator doors opened once again, and Charlotte stepped in.
Jibson suddenly grabbed her hand, his long eyelashes drooping. “Don't you want to know if I've made
any progress compared to before?”
“There are plenty of women who want to know that, but I don't.” Charlotte ruthlessly pulled her hand
back.
The rooms where the artists stayed were all arranged by the event organizers. As Jerry's manager,
Charlotte could obtain a spare card for his room from the front desk.
As Charlotte swiped her card to enter, she saw Camilla in the room, placing a set of sapphire blue suits
on the bed.
She asked irritably, “How did you get in?”
Camilla turned around and looked at Charlotte, her eyes shifting as she spoke in a coquettish tone, “If
you can get a card from the front desk, why can't I?”
“Are you his manager?”
“Well, you're not either,” Camilla retorted. “After the charity dinner, we'll find out which manager Jerry
belongs to as an artist.”
Charlotte did not feel like engaging in a war of words with her.
She said nothing, but Camilla insisted on showing off the suit on the bed. “I borrowed this from Chanel.
Several male celebrities wanted to borrow this suit, but the person in charge only lent it to me. This suit
is the finale piece from their haute couture fashion show.”
Camilla glanced at the box in Charlotte's hands. “What kind of outfit did you prepare for Jerry? Let's
take a look!”
“You'll find out when he walks the red carpet.”
That was a formal attire that Charlotte had put her heart and soul into obtaining. It was crafted by a
renowned master tailor. She did not want Camilla to appreciate it first.
Camilla teasingly chuckled, “With all this secrecy, I bet the formal attire isn't even that great.”
The haute couture from Chanel was the pinnacle of aristocracy among the four major high fashion
houses, and the most dazzling piece had been borrowed by Camilla. No matter what kind of formal
attire Charlotte brought out, it would definitely not be as good as the one in her hands.
“Have you heard this saying before?” Charlotte asked her.
“What?”
Charlotte gave her a slight smile and said, “Talking too much makes one obnoxious especially when
your standard Chanaean isn't even accurate. I've met many girls from Wusteria who speak gently, but
your speech is just cutesy. If you can't speak without pinching your throat, I suggest you tape your
mouth shut and stop tormenting others' ears.”
Camilla was left speechless by her barrage of criticism, and when she wanted to retort, she realized
that Charlotte had already left.
Camilla picked up the box on the bed, curious to see what kind of formal attire Charlotte had prepared.
To her surprise, the box was locked, which left her feeling quite frustrated.
What a crazy idea to lock up the formal attire!