The threatening shard made Leon even more panicked. "Miss Sanders, this is the Wilson family's banquet. It wouldn't be good if someone died here, would it?""I have no intention of killing you, Mr. Spencer. You should be able to see that I have no murderous intent. I just don't understand why you'd ignore Miss Wilson and come to harass me instead," Sarah asked in confusion.Leon looked around. At this moment, he didn't seem particularly nervous about the glass shard at his throat."I already told you—I have no romantic feelings for Miss Wilson. From the moment I saw you, I couldn't look away."Sarah frowned slightly. She certainly didn't believe Leon's words. She slowly lowered the glass shard. "Mr. Spencer, don't make any more moves like that, or this shard might end up somewhere else on your body."Leon nodded heavily. Even so, his interest in Sarah only intensified."Mr. Spencer, if you continue standing here and the Wilson family sees us, it won't look good. It might create s
On the hotel balcony, Sarah stood at the windy spot holding a glass of juice. The heating in the main hall was turned up too high, and she was already feeling suffocated.Before she could relax for long, a man approached her.Leon naturally clinked glasses with Sarah. "Why is Miss Sanders daydreaming all alone?""Isn't Mr. Spencer going to keep Miss Wilson company?" Sarah just held her glass without drinking.Leon's eyes flickered as he stared at Sarah, making her skin crawl. "Miss Wilson seems to be talking with Mr. Reynolds. Don't you think they make a good match?"A good match?Sarah looked at him strangely. This didn't sound like something Leon should be saying."I thought Mr. Spencer liked Miss Wilson," she said with a smile.Leon shook his head. "There are many kinds of liking. I admire Miss Wilson's determination, but it has nothing to do with romantic feelings. However, I think I've now found that kind of liking—love at first sight."His gaze was burning, as if he want
Vivian sneered coldly. "Done nothing? Then what about her! Why is she here today? Zachary, you know perfectly well that I don't want to see her, yet you brought her to a day that has special meaning to me.""What I hope you understand is that the only reason I came to this party is because she's here too," Zachary said with particular coldness.Vivian froze. She hadn't expected him to be so blunt."Zachary, I thought that even if you don't like me, since we grew up together, you would at least sincerely wish me well."Zachary said gravely, "If those things hadn't happened between us, I would have sincerely wished you well."Those things?Vivian laughed self-mockingly. "Even without those things, just the fact that I like you would make it impossible for us to sit together peacefully. Liking you is wrong."Zachary neither confirmed nor denied it, but in some sense, he and Vivian had indeed grown up together."Vivian, you're too arrogant. I can never understand why you would hurt
But her husband's gaze never seemed to be on her—he was only focused on staring at that figure in white, his eyes burning with such intensity they could start a fire. She didn't know what she was feeling—whether there was more anger or disappointment.Vivian danced with Leon but couldn't ignore Zachary and Sarah dancing nearby.Having the person you love most dancing with another woman right beside you—no one could calmly accept that.Her grip on Leon's hand grew tighter and tighter as she struggled to control her emotions.Those damn photographers couldn't wait to capture Sarah on camera. The moment she saw Sarah, she knew she had dressed that way on purpose. Sarah was completely stealing the spotlight.Leon also looked toward Sarah—this girl he had noticed in the crowd at first glance looked both spirited and lively.Wrapped in Zachary's aura, Sarah appeared particularly charming. She was already dressed seductively, but under this charm she seemed cute and captivating, making
Zachary laughed. "I'm afraid there's no real affection there—it's more about unwillingness to accept defeat. Vivian has been spoiled since childhood. Whatever she wanted would appear on the table the next day, but when it came to me, she never got what she wanted."Sarah asked in confusion, "It sounds like you're talking about her, but why do I feel like you're bragging about yourself?"Zachary neither confirmed nor denied it, but thought of someone else. "That Mr. Spencer doesn't look simple. Stay away from him."Only then did Sarah think about the man who had come downstairs with Vivian earlier. He wore a gentle smile, but it always seemed like the deepest malice was hidden beneath that layer of smiles. He was indeed no simple character."Does he like Vivian?" There was no other reason to help the Wilson family like this.Zachary shook his head and said gravely, "Not necessarily. He's just a wolf in sheep's clothing with heavy scheming. I don't think he likes Vivian at all. So w
In such a stark contrast with a mere decoration, he wanted to know if Zachary would regret it—regret giving up Vivian and choosing Sarah.Not only Mr. Wilson, but even Vivian couldn't help glancing at Zachary while speaking. She hoped that among all the gazes on her while she was the center of attention, one would belong to Zachary.Unfortunately, under the brilliant lights, those blinding spotlights made it hard for her to keep her eyes open. But even in this situation, she could clearly see Zachary slightly bowing his head, smiling as he gazed intently at Sarah beside him.That look was something she had never seen before—at least Zachary had never looked at her that way.Full of love, adoration, as if he could never get enough of looking at her.Her hand gripping the microphone unconsciously tightened. Perhaps the ending had been predetermined all along.That gaze was too intense. Vivian found it extremely glaring. She hated seeing that expression—it shouldn't appear on Zachar