The natural brilliance of diamonds and pearls starkly overshadowed her gown. Her fluorescent


    materials now appeared cheap and subpar.


    Embarrassment etched itself onto Paige’s face.


    Bathed in a radiant aura, Loraine Looked Like a divine being amongst mortals.


    Everyone was taken aback. Suddenly, a knowledgeable onlooker eximed,


    “Hold on a moment! Isn’t this the dress that was showcased during the fashion week recently? Cynthia,


    the designer, is behind this creation.


    It’s not even on sale yet. How did she manage to get it?”


    While the crowd admired her, Loraine was dealing with another predicament.


    Faced with the determined stance of the two men before her, she contemted her next move.


    Loraine exhaled deeply. She was here at Cayson’s request. Snubbing him for the first dance and


    epting the hand of an unknown man instead felt out of ce.


    Still, the silver fox-masked man had juste to her aid…


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    Loraine found herself teetering between two choices.


    Out of nowhere, her hand was engulfed in a wide, warm grip.


    The fox-masked man rasped, “I was ahead of him to offer you my brooch, right? That means you


    should join me for the opening dance.”


    Loraine’s heart rate quickened at the familiarity of his touch.


    Cayson shot him a re and growled, “Hold on, she isn’t obligated to dance with you. A gentleman


    extends an invitation and thedy is at liberty to ept or decline.”


    The man simply arched his eyebrows and turned to Loraine. “Would you prefer dancing with him


    instead? He appears quite fond of you. If you ept his offer, he might continue his pursuit. Be


    cautious of misunderstandings.”


    A wave of mncholy swept over Loraine. Holding his hand, she replied,


    “I consent to your dance invite.”


    The manughed softly, leading Loraine onto the dance floor, where they began their dance.


    As if by instinct, Loraine moved to the beat, casting a regretful smile at Cayson.


    Cayson’s expression grew thunderous. He watched the couple, fists clenched tight.


    On the dance floor, the gems on Loraine’s dress sparkled like a constetion. Her steps synchronized


    with the man’s. Their dance was visually pleasing and became the center of attention.


    Jennie, standing beside Cayson, offered, “Don’t lose heart. It’s natural you’re finding it hard topete;


    Lorrie is in high demand.”