262 has set her sights on the younger uncle? Quite ambitious!

Michale Shaw was the type who loved a good spectacle and wasn't afraid of stirring the pot. Glancing sidelong at Isaac Shea, he leaned in close to Hannah Johnson and murmured, "Sis, make a show of it."

"What do you mean?"

"Link arms with me."

Hannah frowned, still not quite grasping the situation, when Michale had already grabbed her wrist and hooked it into his arm.

Isaac Shea's countenance crumbled instantaneously.

Staring hard at Hannah, he subconsciously moved to follow her, but was blocked by William Hale, "Young Master Shea, hold on a moment. After the dinner, we should talk."

"…"

William Hale was grave.

"Today is the Payne Family's banquet. Young Master Shea wouldn't want to overshadow the host, I trust."

Isaac Shea nodded, "You're right, Mr. Hale."

If he barged out now, grabbing Hannah and leaving, they'd definitely become the talk of the Circle of Capital City tonight. William, having concluded, guided Zoe Bell away.