"Edward, don't just drink your own—make a cocktail for our beautiful Michelle too!"Estelle caught Edward's glance and immediately paved the way for him.Edward snapped back to attention, nodded, and began mixing drinks with practiced ease. His movements were smooth, elegant, and captivating, drawing appreciative murmurs from the group.Soon, the cocktail was ready—a dazzling swirl of colors. He gently pushed it toward Michelle, his posture and tone both soft and teasingly intimate."Try it. It's not strong—perfect for you.""Thanks."Michelle's voice was calm as she took the glass, sipped delicately, then gave a quick thumbs-up in approval.Lenny, standing a short distance away, watched the scene, a flicker of shadow passing over his eyes before he deliberately looked elsewhere.The party quickly grew lively. Edward was the center of attention, always surrounded by chatting guests. Yet, his focus clearly lingered on Michelle; no matter whom he spoke with, he made sure Michelle
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