Tracy Swift was a smart woman. She knew that she couldn't outsmart Caleb Mamet, and if she became his enemy, the entire Swift family would suffer the consequences.
After a moment of contemplation, Tracy approached Xaviera Evans with a wine glass in hand, "Xaviera, I'm sorry. I didn't know that the calligraphy was a counterfeit."
"I never thought my father would make such a mistake. I misunderstood you unintentionally, Xaviera. Can you forgive me?"
Tobey Swift haughtily said, "The hostess of the Mamet family wouldn't hold a grudge over such a petty matter, right?"
Xaviera felt annoyed, wondering if these two idiots would ever stop. She didn't go after them to settle accounts, already giving them a lot of face, and yet they dared to come and cause trouble?
Just as she was about to speak, Caleb Mamet slowly walked over from the other side, "Miss Swift."
Tracy smiled faintly, neither obsequious nor distant, striking a perfect balance, "Mr. Caleb Mamet."
