ANMELDENAmelia’s piercing gaze cut through the guests, sending an icy shiver down their spines. What was it about this woman that gave her such an unshakable hold over the room?“Did you actually see me strike Miss Reynolds?" Amelia’s voice was cold, her eyes locked unflinchingly on a nearby man, the unmistakable speaker who had thrown false accusations her way.Though fear flickered in his eyes, the man forced himself to stand tall and retorted, "If you didn't hit Miss Reynolds, then how else would she end up on the floor, clutching her stomach like this?"“Then go ahead, lie on the floor and fake it, just like she did." Amelia’s tone was as frigid as steel.“You're impossible!" he snapped, his voice rising in anger. "I'm not wasting my breath arguing with someone as unreasonable as you. Just apologize already."“So, you still insist I struck her?" Amelia’s voice remained even, her gaze steady. "Then I'll have no choice but to take you to court for slander."The man faltered under her stare,
Amelia decided Damian wasn't worth her time and continued scanning the banquet hall. Her brows furrowed, puzzled at how quickly Terrence had vanished. In only a short span, he had disappeared entirely from sight. She didn't know what he was plotting, but instinct told her his intentions went beyond competing with Lucas for her favor.Earlier, she had noticed Desmond and Eugene join the stir on the dance floor alongside Terrence. Though their faces were hidden behind masks, she had recognized them instantly. They, too, had slipped away swiftly, leaving no trace.Failing to find Terrence after a brief search, Amelia shifted her focus to locating Lorraine. They had struck a wager, if she succeeded in inviting Lucas to dance, Lorraine would have to leave the birthday banquet immediately. Before long, her eyes fell on a figure trying to sneak away, and she hastened after her.Meanwhile, in the middle of the dance floor, Damian caught sight of Amelia’s hurried exit, a faint smirk playing at
"Hey!" Eve exclaimed, startled, her hand instinctively flying to clutch her mask.“Damian! Why are you taking my mask?" Eve had planned to wear the mask later and invite a wealthy young man to dance with her. Who could say? Perhaps it might have led somewhere.“Let me borrow it for a while," Damian replied in a low, deliberate tone. Every mask had already been taken, and he had no idea where he could possibly find another.“What on earth do you need a mask for? Are you…" Eve’s words trailed off as a sudden thought struck her. Her eyes narrowed. "You're not actually thinking of joining those men to vie for Amelia’s attention, are you?"Damian said nothing, which only deepened Eve’s irritation.“Damian, Sophia is right here! How can you even think about running after another woman? What does that make her look like? Are you being fair to her?" Eve’s gaze burned with indignation as she clutched the mask tighter, refusing to let go.Sophia’s eyes shone with unshed tears, her voice tremblin
Then, without warning, another figure burst onto the scene, leaping into view and sweeping onto the floor to join the fray.A sharp intake of breath swept through the crowd, freezing their expressions in stunned disbelief, as if the very air had turned to ice.It was already a spectacle when three men vied for the attention of one woman, but now, with four, the scene bordered on the surreal.As those figures moved across the dance floor, the guests stared in astonishment, jaws slack in disbelief. It took them a moment to snap back to reality.“This is incredible! How does that woman command such attention? Who exactly is she?"“I almost pity Mr. Sullivan, being the only one without a mask. And he has to fend off three men."“The man in the dark purple suit, could that be Desmond? If I recall correctly, he was dressed in that very shade tonight."“Wow! Here's a thought. Could it be that all of them chose purple suits to match the woman's evening gown?"“No chance! That must be a coincid
Beside her, Emily narrowed her eyes, studying the masked man. "It's not Desmond, nor my brother."Viola nodded. "That’s right. But where did this rival spring from? Winning Amelia’s heart isn't easy, she's exceptional, and admirers chase her everywhere. Lucas has some fierce competition."“Let's wait and see. It's not over yet," Emily whispered, her fists curling slightly. The man in the clown mask moved like he was dancing, yet every step seemed like a fight to pull Amelia away from Lucas.Lucas’ expression was like stone. He kept dancing while fending off the masked man.Something about the masked man gave off a dangerous air, setting Lucas on edge. There was no way he would let another man take Amelia from him.Under the mask, Amelia’s brows drew together. She quickly guessed who the masked man was, Terrence.His black pupils might have fooled others, but she knew his aggressive aura too well. He must have been wearing colored contact lenses; his real eyes were blue. Even with only
Capture Lucas’ attention? Impossible!Lucas would never take Amelia onto the dance floor.Damian’s stare locked onto Amelia, his grip on the wine glass tightening until the skin across his knuckles blanched.The crowd's expressions were a blend of longing, malice, and covetousness. Several high-society women shared Eve’s sentiment. They imagined Lucas had shifted his preferences, now seeking female company, which allowed those two daring women to claim their moment.Convinced that Lucas had agreed to dance with her, Lorraine felt a rush of elation, nearly breaking into an unrestrained grin beneath the silver mask.If she secured Lucas’ interest, what weight would Desmond carry? In heritage, looks, physique, and business acumen, Lucas was unmatched.Lorraine let her mind drift to her imaginary future life. With Lucas enchanted by her, she wouldn't need to tolerate Xavier’s disapproval or pursue the aloof Desmond. She could crush anyone who dared treat her with disdain, as if grinding a
Amelia shook her head, steady and unruffled. "That's not necessary," she said, declining his help. "If we pull down the news or the trending posts now, it'll only make people suspect I have something to hide."Removing those topics would only add fuel to the fire, turning public opinion even more vi
"I'm serious," Marcus said, staring at her. "Are you absolutely sure the people you messed with were just nobodies?"“Yes! If they were better than us, I'd either be friends with them or at least avoid causing trouble," she said, waving it off. "Come on, Dad. I'm not dumb."Marcus kept his voice cal
Amelia’s voice reeked of coldness as she warned.“If you’re hell bent on having me arrested then be prepared to face the consequences of your actions.”Eve huffed.“Consequences my foot. What can you do? Oh please, someone should throw this bitch in prison already.”Carla laughed. “That’s the only p
Jessica caught his erection with her pussy as she moved, massaging it through his underwear.He was so hard.“What do you want me to do with you?” She turned to face him, flicking her long hair over her shoulder. “Oh I forgot, you can’t tell me.”A deep primitive sound escaped from his lips. Running







