Betrayed, But Not Defeated novel Chapter 47

Oscar clearly knew something, but he didn't elaborate. Instead, he looked at Charlene and said, "Mason is someone who cares about his reputation. I trust that with your abilities, you can calm him down."

Charlene was reluctant but had no choice but to nod in agreement.

At that moment, her mind was in turmoil.

Initially, she only intended to bring Daniel home for a simple dinner, but who would have thought her grandfather would once again meddle with matchmaking? Of course, this time, it was out of necessity.

Who hadn't heard of the prestigious Keaton family in Gimlin? And Mason, the dashing, wealthy heir with an illustrious family background, was the dream suitor for countless young women.

However, anyone familiar with the upper-class circles in Legate knew exactly what kind of person Mason was.

Now that she had been intimate with Daniel, Charlene felt deeply conflicted.

Lost in thought, she walked absentmindedly into the reception hall.

Mason was tall and upright, with a smooth and refined face. Standing there, he naturally exuded a commanding presence, and the faint smile on his lips gave others a sense of inadequacy in comparison.

"Wow! So, this is the Keaton family's second scion? He's so handsome!"

"Yes, he's absolutely my ideal type! And it's the Keaton family we're talking about!"

"Stop swooning, all of you. I've heard that he's here for Charlene."

At those words, the socialites who had been staring at him with starry eyes all let out sighs of disappointment.

They were jealous of Charlene but also understood that her beauty and family background were leagues beyond their own.

Being with Mason was undoubtedly a perfect match, a union made in heaven.

Mason was already accustomed to being stared at with infatuated gazes. He scanned the room. When he saw Charlene, who seemed slightly dazed, his eyes brightened.

Holding a wine glass, he walked over briskly.

Charlene, lost in thought, suddenly felt a shadow appear before her. Some wine was spilled as they bumped into each other.

This demeanor had likely lured countless women into his trap. Stories of his exploits were infamous, with over a dozen women having gone mad after being discarded by him, ultimately ending up in mental institutions.

"You flatter me, Mr. Keaton." Charlene forced a strained smile, her response sounding somewhat perfunctory.

Mason raised an eyebrow, surprised that his usual tactics hadn't worked.

"Ms. Geller, are you worried about your company? There's no need for concern on that front. As long as we establish our relationship tonight, the Keaton family will handle everything," he said with a touch of arrogance.

For families like his, everything boiled down to mutual interests.

He was confident this approach would be enough to sway Charlene.

However, Charlene shook her head.

"I'm not worried about the company at all. I just remembered that a friend of mine is arriving soon. I'll go greet them. It's a rare occasion for you to visit, Mr. Keaton. Let me have someone show you around."

A flash of coldness appeared on Mason's face.