Chapter 90: Tomorrow
In the Bennet Mansion, Charles and Haines came home early to gather everyone in the dining room to think of how to celebrate Penny’s birthday. Since the start of the week, everyone had been wracking their brains on how to celebrate Penny’s first birthday with them. It was the reason everyone quickly recovered from Nina’s departure.
"How about a party?" one of the chefs suggested, only to get a gloomy look from everyone. He smiled awkwardly. "That’s the 100th time that idea was brought up, huh?"
A deep exhale slipped past their lips as they shook their heads.
Celebrating Nina’s birthday might be tiring with all the preparations, but it wasn’t as hard as this. After all, Nina liked grandiose parties; she liked being a princess on her special day. Penny, on the other hand, specifically asked Haines before coming into this house that she disliked parties — any big events.
The Bennet couple wouldn’t mind throwing the biggest and grandest birthday for their daughter. This was the first time Penny would celebrate her birthday. They wanted it to be memorable. But then again...
Another wave of sighs escaped everyone at the "but" in their minds.
"Who would have thought preparing for birthdays can be so stressful?" Charles held his head, almost at the end of his wits. He already suggested everything he knew, but all of them were too grand.
As for Haines, everyone told him his suggestions were too bland and simple. "I still think it’s best if we go through the plan of inviting all the chefs to cook for her. Restaurant hopping is tiring, after all."
"But that’s not special enough, is it?" Allison glanced at Haines dejectedly. "How about just a small party?"
"With the elders?" Charles snapped his gaze at his wife. "I don’t think that’s a good idea, hon."
Allison pressed her lips into a thin line, back to zero.
Butler Jen felt helpless watching the couple and Haines and every servant in the house joined forces to think of a better idea. Back then, they didn’t need to gather like this. However, the Bennet Couple couldn’t decide. Even with Haines’s help, it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t like the servants in the mansion were unwilling.