Lucas Walker frowned slightly, "Lillian and … the Grand Duchess will also be present."
The hint in his words was, of course, he hoped that she wouldn't go, to avoid the people she didn't want to see.
Ivana Bennett scoffed, "I don't want them to say that your woman is a, a bird that only dares to dance in a cage."
Hearing the phrase "your woman," Lucas Walker smiled, his smile was extremely brilliant, with a touch of arrogance.
"Indeed, my Ivana can free dance anywhere, in front of anyone. As long as, she wants to!"
With that, he gently raised his palm.
"Bring up the gowns and the jewelry. After Miss Bennett finishes eating, I will take her over to try them on."
"Yes, Count," the old butler said, smiling as he exited the room.
Relieved, Ivana Bennett relaxed her face and continued to eat. She was in a good mood, though she didn't know whether it was because she could attend the banquet or for some other reason.
