Chapter 201: Reversal, Face-Slap! The Invitation Is for Sienna Everett

Chapter 201: Chapter 201: Reversal, Face-Slap! The Invitation Is for Sienna Everett

Arriving at this conclusion, the reporters suddenly fell silent for a moment, their faces filled with disbelief.

"Wait a minute, isn’t the God of Racing a man?"

"Yeah, he is! How could the God of Racing possibly be... Sienna Everett?"

"Oh, right! I heard Keston officially invited Zephyr to attend today’s 60th anniversary celebration. We’ll know if it’s Sienna Everett once Zephyr shows up, right?"

"But I heard a rumor that Zephyr declined the invitation."

"No way, why would they refuse? Isn’t Keston supposed to announce their mysterious new brand ambassador today? They said it was a top-tier race car driver. If it isn’t Zephyr, who could it be?"

...

Sienna Everett was chatting with Lawrence and Ian Prescott when she suddenly sensed the surrounding reporters stealing glances at her.

Sienna Everett turned her head toward the group of reporters.

Caught off guard by her gaze, the reporters recoiled as if they’d been caught red-handed and whipped their heads away.

Sienna Everett: "?"

’I’m not a wolf, so what are they hiding from?’

Beside her, Ian Prescott couldn’t help but let out a laugh.

Sienna Everett asked, confused, "What are you laughing at?"

A cool, faint smile touched Ian Prescott’s lips. "Usually, it’s the celebrities who are afraid of reporters. This is the first time I’ve seen reporters who are afraid of a celebrity."

Sienna Everett: "..."

Just as Sienna Everett was about to speak, she saw Lucas Everett and Shannon Everett enter the banquet hall, and her gaze turned icy.

Lucas Everett, of course, saw Sienna Everett too.

’No doubt she was invited as a celebrity.’

’Hmph. She’s got some nerve, showing her face at all these events while Shannon was hounded out of the industry!’

If there weren’t so many people around, Lucas Everett would have stormed over to give that malicious wench, Sienna Everett, a harsh lesson.

When the other guests in the banquet hall saw Shannon Everett, their expressions filled with contempt and derision.

’What the hell? How did she have the nerve to sneak in here?’

’You can’t beat someone who has no shame!’

Seeing this, Lucas Everett grew even more furious. His disgust and hatred for Sienna Everett intensified, but for now, all he could do was protect Shannon.

Just then, Mr. Miller, the president of Keston, made his entrance.

He was a slim, middle-aged foreign man with blond hair and blue eyes.

Lucas Everett stepped forward to greet him, appearing to be quite familiar with Miller.

"Mr. Miller, good to see you!"

Miller nodded in reply, speaking fluent Chinese. "Lucas, long time no see."

Lucas Everett smiled warmly. "I never expected Keston’s 60th anniversary celebration would be held in Celestria."

Miller replied, "Celestria is a huge market for us. We greatly value and respect our Celestria customers. After a professional assessment, we determined it was essential to hold an anniversary celebration here."

For a brand to last sixty years, it must not only have quality products but also a deep respect for its customers.

The other guests in the banquet hall were amazed to see Lucas Everett and Miller chatting so effortlessly.

"Hey, look! Lucas Everett is actually that close with the president of Keston?"

"What’s the big deal? Lucas Everett drives a Keston, and he’s been driving one for years. He even took second place on the track once. It’s not surprising he knows Miller."

"I heard Mr. Miller is announcing a mysterious brand ambassador today, a race car driver. You don’t think it’s Lucas Everett, do you?"

"*Gasp*... it’s actually possible! Lucas Everett has always driven Keston cars, and he’s so chummy with President Miller. The more I think about it, the more likely it seems!"

After a few more pleasantries, Lucas Everett extended his right hand. "It’s a great honor to be invited to Keston’s 60th anniversary celebration."

Miller shook his hand but said nothing more, pointedly ending the conversation.

Catching sight of Sienna Everett in the distance, Miller’s eyes lit up, and he eagerly started walking toward her.

A staff member hurried over and whispered, "Mr. President, it’s time for the celebration to begin."

Miller frowned, displeased.

’I haven’t even had a chance to greet Zephyr yet.’

’It’s all because Lucas Everett stopped me. Now I don’t have time to say hello to Zephyr.’

But there was nothing to be done. The celebration was starting, so he had to go on stage first.

As the president of Keston, Miller took the stage and spoke about the brand’s history and its most glorious moments over the past sixty years.

Fervent applause periodically erupted from the audience.

Finally, Miller declared with impassioned fervor:

"It is our honor that Keston has become a world-renowned racing brand, beloved by countless drivers!"

"After careful consideration, we have decided to invite a top-tier race car driver to become Keston’s one and only brand ambassador!"

"This will also be the first time in our sixty-year history that Keston has appointed a brand ambassador!"

The audience once again broke into thunderous applause.

Keston was a world-renowned racing brand. To become its first brand ambassador in sixty years, this driver had to be someone truly extraordinary.

’Who could it be?’

’Could it be Lucas Everett?’

At that moment, staff members wheeled out a large, six-tiered cake, symbolizing a celebration of Keston’s sixtieth anniversary.

"And now, I will personally invite our new brand ambassador to the stage to make the first cut of the cake with me!"

With that, Miller descended from the stage and walked toward the audience.

Everyone in the banquet hall instantly craned their necks, their eyes glued to Miller, all wondering who he was going to invite to the stage.

Shannon Everett turned to Lucas Everett, asking nervously, "Brother, is Keston’s new ambassador you?"

Lucas Everett lowered his gaze in thought. The identity of the brand ambassador had been kept a complete secret.

Miller had said it was a top-tier driver. ’Among all the drivers here,’ he reasoned, ’none of them are more skilled than me.’

’Besides, I’ve always driven Keston cars, and I’m on such good terms with President Miller.’

’And just a moment ago, I was the only one Miller spoke to.’

’All the signs pointed to...’

Just as Lucas Everett was contemplating this, he suddenly saw Miller walking in his direction. He was instantly overcome with excitement.

A collective gasp went through the crowd, and everyone couldn’t help but start whispering.

"Look! Miller is walking toward Lucas Everett!"

"Tch. Seeing how friendly Lucas Everett and Miller were just now, I knew it had to be him!"

Seeing Miller walk toward Lucas Everett, Shannon Everett’s heart began to race with excitement, and she unconsciously clenched her fists.

’Finally...’

’The Everett family’s luck is finally turning around!’

’Something good is finally happening!’

’This endorsement deal is worth fifty million US dollars! For the Everett family right now, that’s a massive sum—enough to bring us back from the brink!’

’Then I can go back to being the pampered young lady of the Everett family, living a life of luxury!’

’And I can keep putting Sienna Everett in her place!’

Watching Miller approach, Lucas Everett nervously rubbed his hands together, wiped his sweaty palms on his suit, and then extended his hand with a broad smile, ready for a handshake.

"Mr. Miller, it’s a great honor..."

However, Miller didn’t even spare him a glance, completely ignoring Lucas Everett’s outstretched hand.

Without breaking stride, he continued walking past Lucas Everett!

Lucas Everett froze, stunned. He was left standing there foolishly, his hand awkwardly extended for a handshake.

A chill ran down Shannon Everett’s spine, and she immediately whipped her head around to look behind her brother.

She saw Miller, a smile of shared pride on his face, walking step-by-step toward... Sienna Everett!