Chapter Three Hundred-Fifteen

CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED -FIFTEEN

*The mysterious man behind the mask*

He clenched his teeth and seethed in silence as he watched the both of them dancing together, his hands on her hips and his lips close to her ear whispering something to her.

He couldn't tell what they were saying but he bet it was nothing Janice was so interested in because her hazel eyes were still scanning the room for him.

He was surprised that she had spotted him underneath the mask. How could she tell?

Anyway, he had no right to be jealous. She was never his, to begin with, but he had hoped he was able to somehow... Communicate his feelings to her.

But it's too late now...

Had gulped and turned around in the direction of the restroom at the far corner, several meters away from the ballroom.

He couldn't stand it. She was taken by the man whom she dreaded and he wondered why she agreed to this engagement.

Something must be wrong somewhere...

There was definitely something she might be hiding from him.