Capítulo 1684: Chapter 1684: I Have a Little Goldfish 50
Walker Entertainnt City officially comnced operations two years later.
In fact, it was not completely finished, but the main building was fully decorated and ready for use. The two auxiliary buildings continued to be developed in phases.
On the first day of operations, the Entertainnt City held a grand cocktail party, inviting the dia from all over Clearwater City to create a buzz, and it was bustling with activity.
After the ribbon-cutting, it was ti for singing and dancing.
The first dance naturally belonged to Harvey Howard. He and Goldfish walked into the dance floor together and danced a waltz, followed by other guests who also joined them in the dance.
Aaron Ray stood not far away, holding a glass of wine, quietly watching the figure in the crowd.
Milton Bryce ca over, gently tapped his arm, and said softly, “Goldfish is dancing.”
There was surprise in his tone.
“Yes,” Aaron Ray said blandly, “she is dancing.”
Over the past two years, they occasionally t at similar banquets, greeted each other like old friends, and then parted like strangers.
He silently observed her every change: she learned to play the piano, learned to sing, learned a foreign language, and beca increasingly adept at dressing up and refining her taste.
She used to be unable to wear high heels and couldn’t walk more than a few steps, but now she can wear high heels and dance with ease like a fluttering butterfly.
She had changed; she was no longer the little Goldfish who put him first in everything and listened to his arrangents. She had beco a very charming woman, a woman belonging to Harvey Howard.
Harvey Howard was truly good to her, cultivating her with care and giving her tender love…
Aaron Ray realized he was jealous.
This emotion made him feel ugly.
He hated himself.
When a dance ended, Goldfish returned to her seat to rest, while Harvey Howard was chatting with several distinguished guests.
Aaron Ray noticed her stand up and head in a direction that wasn’t toward the restroom.
He thought for a mont and silently followed her.
Goldfish kept walking out of the ballroom, turning several corners toward places with fewer people, which was very unusual.
Aaron Ray couldn’t help but frown, hesitating whether to inform her bodyguard. If she ran around at random and encountered danger, the bodyguards might not react in ti, and his own ability to rescue was very limited.
At this mont, Goldfish suddenly stopped in front of him.
She leaned against the wall, squatted down, took off her high heels, and reached for her ankle, seemingly in great discomfort.
Aaron Ray realized sothing and imdiately walked over quickly to ask her, “Did you hurt your foot?”
Goldfish glanced up at him, not surprised, but her smile was faint and distant, appearing polite yet estranged, “No… I’m fine, go ahead, don’t mind …”
Aaron Ray looked down carefully, did not find an obvious wound, but the area around her ankle was reddened, with several small scales gleaming.
He pursed his lips and asked her softly, “If you’ve hurt your foot, Master Howard will surely call a doctor. When the doctor examines you, how do you plan to explain these scales?”
Goldfish sighed softly, “These are newly grown. I scrape them, but I can never clean them off…”
After all, the scales grew on her own body, she couldn’t bear to use force, and it was very painful.
Aaron Ray reached out and gently touched there; she shrank back, turned her face awkwardly aside, not looking at him.
“You shouldn’t have forced yourself to dance.” Aaron Ray said, removing a folding small knife from his keychain, “Bear with it.”
Goldfish bit her lower lip, just about to endure the familiar pain when he stopped, said “Wait for ,” and turned to leave.
Monts later, he returned with a glass of wine in his hand.
“Drink it,” he said, “If you get drunk, it won’t hurt.”
She stared at that glass of wine, inexplicably wanting to cry…
“But when I wake up, it’ll still hurt,” she murmured, taking the glass and obediently drinking it.
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