"The dia tends to blow insignificant events out of proportion." Wilder paused and then told Ann Vaughn seriously, "You’re not suited for the entertainnt industry."
Ann Vaughn: ???
She never thought about entering the entertainnt industry.
What’s the deal with this brat’s "don’t ask, don’t think, don’t co" expression?
Is the Golden Needle not charming enough or the herbs not fragrant enough that she’d need to beco a star?
"Alright, enough about that. Co dance the opening dance with ." Wilder stood up and made a gentlemanly gesture inviting Ann Vaughn to dance.
Ann Vaughn noticed the guests gradually gathering towards the banquet hall and curled her lips, "You’re really not afraid of rumors, huh."
She didn’t mind, but with Wilder’s status, it seed a bit inappropriate.
"If I’m not afraid, what are you scared of?" Wilder has always acted impulsively and doesn’t worry about rumors like other celebrities.
If Mandy Easton hadn’t provoked Ann Vaughn this ti, challenging his boundaries, Wilder wouldn’t have bothered to go to such extres.
Since he said so, Ann Vaughn naturally didn’t hesitate and placed her hand on his extended left hand.
Seeing this scene, Mark Joyce’s face turned ashen, like he’d just faced a huge loss. If President Hawthorne sees Miss Vaughn dancing with another man...
Wondering if he could still bury himself now.
...
By the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor, a tall and cold figure leaned against the railing in a perfectly tailored pure black designer suit, accentuating his dignified posture and cold aura.
"President Hawthorne, it seems the dance has started downstairs. Would you like to go down and relax?" The main organizer of the banquet respectfully stood by, suggesting since the gentleman had been gazing downstairs for so ti.
At this charity event, the Hawthorne Group was exceptionally generous, spending millions without batting an eye, which made so freeloaders almost choked with anger.
This thought only made the organizer’s smile even brighter.
The wine glass in the man’s hand gently swirled, the scarlet liquid hanging on the glass wall like tears, appearing extraordinarily enchanting.
The dark glint reflected in his narrow eyes was hauntingly similar to this.
If one got closer, they could clearly see two figures dancing in his deep, ink-colored pupils.
High-quality speakers were playing a popular song, with a passionate rhythm hinting at temptation, perfectly enhancing the current atmosphere.
—especially Ann Vaughn and Wilder Sheridan who were dancing the opening dance.
Before transitioning to acting, Wilder once led a boy band as the main dancer, so it wasn’t surprising he could perform this dance well, as the song was their hit back then.
But Ann Vaughn, despite being unfamiliar at first, quickly caught up with the rhythm and Wilder’s steps, even taking things further, completely matching his presence.
Under the glittering lights, her skin was as white and translucent as if it was glowing, her delicate and beautiful face displaying a gentle smile.
Yet, her brows and eyes exuded an extrely captivating charm, contrasting sharply with the smile on her lips, evoking such allure, like a fairy.
Plus, the song had an intense vibe, leading to inevitable close interactions.
When Ann Vaughn reached out to hook Wilder’s tie, pulling him close until her red lips almost grazed his jaw, the swallowing sounds in the venue instantly turned into gasps.
The eyes of the n and won in the room unconsciously followed Ann Vaughn’s every move, suddenly feeling parched.
This... this is just too tempting!
But in truth, both of them stopped just before crossing the line, without any deliberate seductive acts. However, precisely because of this, it left everyone’s hearts unable to stay calm, and the visual impact was almost explosive.
Little did the gathered guests know, the two causing such a stir had vastly differing thoughts.
Being slightly outperford in his area of expertise by Ann Vaughn, Young Actor Sheridan could not stand for it. The aura he intentionally restrained for Ann Vaughn surged fully as he completely committed to the dance.
Seeing him getting serious, Ann Vaughn naturally reciprocated with complete dedication, no longer holding back.
It’s often said that vigorous exercise can release internalized negative emotions through sweat, and it was at this mont Ann Vaughn began to understand the true allure of dance.
As the music reached its end, Wilder held Ann Vaughn’s arm, spinning her halfway and bringing his forehead close to hers, pretending to kiss her.
Just when Ann Vaughn was startled, the hand behind her quickly pulled so of her long hair and hid it in his pocket!
Absolutely perfect!
Actor Sheridan couldn’t help but admire his own move of diverting attention.
Ever since he accidentally got abducted and beca a test subject, Wilder’s nature beca much more sensitive and cautious.
He wouldn’t let Ann Vaughn notice his intention to perform a DNA test, so he went through such lengths just to obtain her hair.
Speaking too soon can easily cause trouble; he had to be even more cautious.
Ann Vaughn felt a slight tug on her scalp, her delicate brows just furrowing as an icy large hand gripped her arm suddenly. With a swift move, she found herself pulled into a warm embrace.
A man descended like a god from the sky, instantly capturing all the brilliance in the room, his icy elegance akin to a figure from a painting, compelling people to admire from afar, not dare to approach.
"Cyrus..." Ann Vaughn’s eyes widened in astonishnt, just starting her sentence before the man bent down, forcefully sealing her mouth with his lips.
The crowd erupted in shock; those present could hardly believe their eyes.
Actor Sheridan’s date was openly snatched away by Mr. Hawthorne, right in front of Actor Sheridan—kissing her publicly?!
What kind of dramatic fight over a woman between two n is this in the year?!
Would they get silenced by the Hawthorne Family before even leaving the banquet hall?!
An explosion went off in Ann Vaughn’s mind, and the whispered comnts around her did not escape her ears. Her initial shock turned into anger as she opened her mouth and bit down hard on the man’s soft lower lip!
Is he insane!
The man’s narrow eyes turned darker, gently released Ann Vaughn’s lips, now red and tender from the kiss. His slightly rough thumb traced over the blush, but she promptly slapped it away.
"How dare you kiss without my permission?" Ann Vaughn panted slightly, her eyes blazing with fury, both past grievances and present ones combined, fueling the unchecked surge of anger within her, "Even though you’re my boyfriend right now, you can’t do whatever you want to , especially since you soon won’t be!"
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