Cayson, however, derived nofort from her words.


    Watching Loraine shimmer on the dance floor, his gaze softened.


    “Lorrie has always been a person of principle. She sticks to the rule of firste, first served.”


    Upon hearing this, Jennie offered a sympathetic pat to his shoulder.


    “You understand Lorrie really well.”


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    Yet, she personally dismissed the ‘firste, first served’ principle.


    Touching her nose, she muttered, “Even being childhood friends doesn’t assure you victory over the


    admirer.”


    She was unaware that Cayson had heard her words. His features hardened once more and he


    discreetly distanced himself from Jennie.


    Indeed, Cayson and Loraine had grown up together, childhood sweethearts in each other’s eyes. But


    Loraine’s heart now belonged to Marco!


    And then this silver fox-masked man had entered the picture, challenging him.


    Cayson found himself ring at the man who was now by Loraine’s side, irritation mounting


    Jennie’s loyalty to Cayson was unshaken. She eyed Cayson with a sense ofpassion, a sorrow


    filling her as she saw him iste himself. She understood he was wrestling with inner pain, and she felt


    the need to reach out to him.


    Gently patting her chest, Lorrie reassured Cayson, saying, “Cheer up


    Cayson. If you don’t have anyone to dance with you tonight, I’ll be there for you, okay?”


    A barely noticeable smile appeared on Cayson’s face as he responded,


    “No need…”


    At that moment, a man donned in a fox mask emerged from the crowd, approaching them. He made an


    inviting gesture towards Jennie.


    “Fair maiden, I’ve been admiring you from afar. Would you grant me a dance?”


    “Certainly!” Jennie swiftly epted the brooch the man offered as an invitation. Her eptance was


    filled with uncontained enthusiasm.


    Cayson watched as she left, a tight-lipped silence overwhelming him as he retreated to a corner.


    On the other side, Loraine found herself engaged in a dance with a silver-masked man. To her surprise,


    their synchrony was remarkable.


    Swaying with the rhythm, the duo’s dance movements seemed rehearsed, their harmony unanticipated


    yet natural.


    Although the man’s identity was concealed, Loraine was astonished at the unity they experienced on


    the dance floor.