Chapter 1606: Chapter 1606: Nice to Meet You
"Of course." Being able to wait for her response, Taylor was naturally delighted, "I’m willing to listen attentively."
He tilted his head back to finish the wine in his glass, then took the empty glass from her hand and placed it together on the tray held by a passing waiter, saying to him, "Hello, two glasses of red wine, please."
"Alright, Prince, I’ll bring it to you shortly." The waiter bowed to him quickly and left.
"You’re a prince?" Jocelyn Morgan deliberately asked.
Taylor nodded with a smile, hoping this identity would add to his appeal.
In no time, the waiter came over with the wine, and Taylor took two glasses from the tray and gentlemanly handed one to Jocelyn.
"Thank you." She accepted it with both hands.
"What does Miss Morgan do for work?" Taylor asked, his appreciative gaze falling on her, "Can you reveal a bit?"
Initially, Jocelyn wanted to say she’s a freelancer, an aspiring writer.
But she thought again and answered instead—
"I’m still a student, currently interning at my brother’s company, and when I have free time, I write novels and post them online freely." As she spoke, she glanced at Justin Kingston not far away, keeping the King company.
Taylor was very pleased with this answer, because his mother had said the same thing.
Earlier, he was also testing, and now his defenses against her were completely down.
However, hearing the words ’writing novels’, Taylor was quite interested, "Is Miss Morgan’s dream to become a writer?"
Jocelyn replied to him with a smile.
And her smile directly infected Taylor.
He felt this girl was like a ray of sunshine, her smile had light, and her eyes also had light.
In today’s restless society, girls with light in their eyes are few.
The girls who approach him, those who don’t know his identity, usually do so because of his generosity.
And those he knows in the royal family, most of them are attracted by his princely status, which is extremely boring.
"When will I have the chance to read Miss Morgan’s novels?" Taylor clinked glasses with her lightly, then lightly sipped the red wine.
Jocelyn also took a sip.
"What are the Prince’s hobbies?" Jocelyn wanted to make friends with him, thinking this connection might be useful in the future.
After all, Taylor has been in the royal family longer than Ian Shelby.
"Horse riding, skiing, and soccer, my childhood idol was Beckham." Taylor was more than happy to share, "I also like swimming and sailing, I quite like sports."
Jocelyn listened with a smile and nodded, voluntarily clinking glasses with him, "Nice to meet you."
"Me too." Taylor’s smile deepened.
When Jocelyn inadvertently turned her gaze, she noticed that Ian Shelby was gone, and couldn’t help but feel a bit anxious, where did he go?
Meanwhile, Prince Taylor was still trying to chat with her, starting a new topic, showing keen interest in her.
Outside the banquet hall.
Ian Shelby stood by the fountain, the cold wind jolting him awake, dispersing the slight drunkenness within him.
Listening to the sound of the water, his gaze lifted towards the bright moon in the sky, inevitably thinking of his late mother.
If it weren’t for that accident over twenty years ago, if his sister hadn’t been lost, if his mother hadn’t died of grief, then their family’s fate would have been rewritten, wouldn’t it?
Not far away, the General’s daughter Winnie Vance, dressed in an evening gown and carefully made up, accidentally saw him, her gaze lingering on Ian Shelby.
She was deeply attracted by his profile, thinking, this must be a melancholy prince, right?