“Mrs. Volkan looks gorgeous!”
“Those are diamond-crusted! No part of the dress was spared!”
“She looks even more radiant in person!”
The guests whispered amongst themselves as Atlas and I walked down the stairs. Voices merged in one, drowning in the clinking of expenses.
We barely reached the bottom of the stairs before we were surrounded by reporters.
“After announcing his break from the business world, we are at Business Mogul Atlas’ Volkan’s estate for his engagement!” One reporter chirped.
“Does this mean that he’s returning to the business world?” Another asked, facing the camera.
“Yes, Mr. Volkan. Does this mean you’ll be returning to the business world soon?”
“No,” His grip around me tightened. “Right now, we want to focus on being a family.” our eyes locked.
“Perfect! Do you feel the same Mrs. Volkan? You have a reputation as the silver designer, will you give it up for motherhood?”
“No/Yes”
Atlas and I said different things at the same time. He frowned, glancing away.
