Weston suddenly recalled
something and chuckled softly. “I almost forgot that Roger mentioned it before. You‘re good at dancing.
You‘ve won many international awards too. Dancing should be a piece of cake for you.”
Stella said nothing and was very nervous.
Weston wanted to help her relax. “Focus on the dance. The music has changed.”
Before Stella knew it, she realized that the gentle
and long music had suddenly become passionate. The palm around her waist suddenly tightened its
force.
She subconsciously followed Weston‘s steps as he led the dance. Soon, they attracted a lot of attentio
n.
“Who is he? Where did he come from?”
“I don‘t know. He even has a mask! Why‘s he being so mysterious?”
“He’s probably the mysterious guest tonight...”
“Really? Did the organizer set this up? If he‘s the mysterious guest, why is he dancing with her...”
“I don‘t know... Who‘s that woman anyway?”
“There‘s no way she‘s just a simple actor. She has so many men protecting her.
Her real identity can‘t be this simple.”
Guinevere also looked this way.
It was no surprise that everyone’s eyes would focus on Guinevere as she danced with her partner, and
it was not surprising for them to be momentarily distracted to gloat at others’ mistakes.
However, she soon noticed that someone on the other side of the room was
stealing everyone‘s attention from her.
The people were genuinely admiring the other pair‘s dance.
Guinevere’s dance step gradually stopped. Her partner looked at her
strangely. “What‘s wrong? Did I do something wrong...”
Guinevere stopped dancing. “It‘s not that. I don‘t feel like dancing anymore.”
“Are you tired? Let‘s take a short break.”
Guinevere suddenly became very irritated and impatient. She pushed him away and kept staring at the
masked man. He gave her a very familiar feeling...
Guinevere’s expression was turning uglier. It seemed like she had
recognized him, but she found it unbelievable. She walked to the side and
took out her phone to call Weston.
The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.
Guinevere took a deep breath. Her hands
were trembling. It was impossible! How could he be Weston?!
How could Weston appear in a mask and come to an event like this?! How could he dance with Ella...
That woman was Ella, not Stella!
Besides, Weston had never seen Ella since they met at Yvonne’s place. How could they suddenly get
together?
Guinevere tried
to convince herself. While consoling herself, she finally realized that her hands were shaking violently.
She could not make a second call.
After a long time, Ben picked up the call. “Ms. Cohen, what‘s the matter?”
“Where is Weston now?” she asked straightforwardly. “I have something to tell him.”
“I‘m sorry. Mr. Ford is attending to some business. He‘ll be back soon... Do you have a message for him
“Tell him right away! I have something important to ask him.”
“Yes, please wait a moment...”
Guinevere ended the call angrily. Then, she waited for Ben‘s reply.
The masked man couldn‘t be Weston! That was definitely not him!
Stella noticed Guinevere‘s reaction. Then, she turned to the masked man and finally noticed his attire.
It was his usual black suit for work.
The gilt cufflinks revealed his extraordinary status. His mask was specially made and had covered
almost his entire face.
No one could see the handsome face behind the mask. They could only see his tall and strong stature.
Even so, they could
sense the powerful aura around him.
Besides, his attire seemed to go well with Stella’s red dress.
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