Just as the red wine was on the verge of spilling onto Loraine, a figure appeared out of nowhere and


    swiftly embraced her, preventing any harm from befalling her.


    The dark wine stained the man’s silvery-grey outfit. Loraine looked up into the deep gaze hidden


    behind a silver fox mask, her surprise freezing her in ce.


    The man was impably dressed, his attire screaming Luxury. His cufflinks boasted a gem worth a


    fortune. He seemed a prince from a fairy tale.


    With his dramatic entrance and heroic save, he stole the limelight even from the golden knight. The


    sight was enough to make many of the women present hold their hearts and squeal with delight.


    Upon observing the man’s luxurious attire, Paige instantly deduced his affluent status, a realization she


    quickly Lamented.


    A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y


    Despite this, her determination was unwavering. With her attire transformed and a voice distorter at her


    disposal, she held the belief that she would remain unrecognized. With a dash of sarcasm and an odd


    voice modtion, she retorted, “Seems Like ourdy here is quite the men’s favorite. She probably has


    a whole troop of them around her


    She’s a flighty damsel, isn’t she?”


    In response to this, Loraine, who was nestled in the man’s arms, wrinkled her brows and detached


    herself. Her gaze was riddled with suspicion as she scanned the woman hidden behind the peacock


    mask.


    Could this woman possibly know her? It appeared as though she was intentionally causing trouble.


    And the man who hade to her rescue… An oddly familiar sensation made Loraine’s heart throb.


    The man towered over her, his silhouette casting a shadow that vaguely reminded her of someone.


    A gruff voice echoed from beneath the silver fox mask, “Don’t presume hiding behind a mask gives you


    the right to malign others. The hotel has all guests’ details.”


    Paige, jolted by this, fell silent. Her inability to respond left her feeling powerless and frustrated.


    The man then pivoted to face Loraine, proceeding to bow courteously before offering her a rose


    brooch.


    “May I have the pleasure of inviting you to dance, mydy?”


    In the sea of people, Cayson located Jennie. He requested her aid to pair him with Loraine, hoping that


    she would consent to a dance.


    However, upon his return, he stumbled upon this spectacle.


    Being a bystander, Jennie prompted Cayson, “Cayson! Hurry up! Lorrie’s about to be swept off her feet


    by a stranger!”


    With a frosty look on his face, Cayson extended his brooch while locking eyes with the man in the silver


    fox mask, not backing down in the slightest.


    “I apologize, but she is my acquaintance and also my dancing partner.”


    The man snorted, “The rules of the ballroom are clear. The selection of partners is a fair game. Are you


    tantly disregarding the rules?”


    Even before the ball officiallymenced, these two strikingly tall and regal men were vying for ady.


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