Chapter 1399: The Disappeared Invitation

Chapter 1399: Chapter 1399: The Disappeared Invitation

Xaviera Evans slowly looked up, smiling sweetly, "Senior fellow, you know about my other identity, right?"

This sentence sounded a bit confusing, but Caleb Mamet saw through her little thoughts and asked casually, "Oh? What identity?"

Xaviera: "..."

She hesitated for a long time, her cheeks turning red, and finally stammered, "That... Antique book restoration..."

Seeing her like this, Caleb Mamet couldn’t help but want to tease her, his voice filled with amusement, "Xaviera is talking about that identity! What do you want me to help you with?"

Xaviera smiled awkwardly, "Actually, it’s not a big deal. In a few days, Libanan is organizing a cultural relics event, mainly antique book restoration. I’m also invited, but I... I really don’t want to go with that identity!"

Caleb Mamet understood Xaviera’s thoughts. Back when Xaviera was young, she casually chose a name. If she participated in the event and heard so many seniors call her ’Doctor Faces,’ it would be too embarrassing.

He curved his lips, barely holding back his laughter, "If Xaviera doesn’t want to go, just refuse."

Xaviera blurted out, "Refusing them is easy, but I heard that the theme of this event is to restore a classic antique book called ’Prose of the Oblivion River.’ There are rubbings of the book, but the one in the event is the real thing. I really want to see it."

Caleb raised his eyebrows, just for an antique book, Mrs. Mamet had exposed her identity, which was quite unusual!

Xaviera’s cheeks turned a light pink, "I... I really don’t want to go as Doctor Faces, but this event is about antique book restoration, and ordinary people can’t enter, so I have to ask you for help!"

"What can I do?" Caleb Mamet stared at her with deep eyes.

Xaviera lowered her head, murmuring like a mosquito, "Can you pretend to be Doctor Faces? Take me in, and I’ll see how the seniors restore ’Prose of the Oblivion River.’ We leave right after, okay?"

The study suddenly fell silent. After a moment, Caleb chuckled, "You want me to take on the name Mrs. Mamet doesn’t like?"

Xaviera argued confidently, "You’re Caleb Mamet! Even if people know you’re Doctor Faces, they won’t dare to offend you. They’ll still respectfully call you Mister Mamet; you don’t need to feel embarrassed!"

Caleb Mamet looked at Xaviera’s eager expression, smiling and nodding. In fact, he had also received an invitation. Even without Doctor Faces’ identity, they could enter the venue legitimately.

"Fine, if you want to go, I’ll go with you."

"Really?" Xaviera suddenly froze, seemingly unable to believe that Caleb agreed so easily.

Caleb looked up at her, "When have I ever refused Xaviera’s request? Give me the invitation, and on the day of the event, just follow me in without worry. Don’t concern yourself with the rest."

Xaviera had previously promised Caleb that she would share any secrets with him and never hide anything. She thought that after exposing her identity this time, Caleb would tease her, but everything went smoothly, which she found hard to believe.

Xaviera danced with joy, then suddenly stiffened, her face changed, "That’s not right! I don’t have an invitation!"

"The person in charge of the event called me earlier, asking for my address, saying they would send the invitation. The event is about to start, but I haven’t received it yet!"

Caleb’s eyes flickered.

His invitation was personally delivered by a staff member from the Ancient Book Restoration Department. They even verified his identity multiple times. However, Xaviera had only received a phone call asking for her address, saying they would send her the invitation?

"Which address did you give?" Caleb asked softly.

Xaviera frowned, "A rental house I used to rent. When I don’t want to reveal my identity, I leave that address. I also meet Star and the others there. Moreover, the phone number I gave is a special number from Lingo Pavilion, and the owner’s name can’t be found."

After a long silence, Caleb said in a deep voice, "Xaviera, you’ve been tricked. The invitations for this event are hand-delivered by staff members to the guests. The antique book restoration masters in Libanan all personally received their invitations."

"It seems that the person who asked for your address wasn’t a staff member, but intercepted your invitation instead."

Xaviera blinked, who could be so despicable?

Not only did the person intercept her invitation, but they also called and asked for her address. What were they up to?