Chapter 69
Summer was dressed in a long red strapless dobby mesh tube dress, exposing her neck and defined
vicles. It entuated herplexion, making her stunning.
A matching red veil was draped over her right shoulder and around her waist, and it floated along,
drawing beautiful arcs in the air as she walked.
Her makeup was light, and her silky ck hair was styled with a simr but shorter veil attached in her
hair into a low ponytail that rested on top of her shoulders.
She had looked enchanting, pristine and wless. Her dress was not revealing, but it had a subtle
alluring feel to it as it fitted on her. It was an indescribable feeling, but her beauty could easily take
everyone''s breath away.
She hooked her arm around through Mark''s, and he was smartly dressed in a nice suit. His features
were defined with his deep dark eyes, and he was easily made the center of attention as he radiated
undeniable elegance and grace.
Spamming their cameras with pictures, the reporters took and recorded as much as they could.
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shes of light kept flickering off the cameras ever since the
couple entered the hall.
Billy let out a whistle as he stared at Summer. Tsking, he said, "How did I never realize Summer could
look s o alluring?"
Hearing his words, Sherman twisted his ear as she questioned, "What are you staring at?"
"You, of course, my love!” he immediately replied as he tried to atone himself.
Charlie chuckled lightly as he raised his brows while agreeing, "Ms. Hart is a stunner indeed."
"What about me?"
Before Charlie could respond, Billy had spoken up, " You''re whor*sh!"
Grace''s almond-shaped eyes widened as she shot daggers towards Billy.
As he stood on the stage, Mark nced at the many guests in the hall. His lips curled up slightly as he
spoke up with his deep husky voice.
"Hello, everyone. My wife and I are extremely thankful for your presence here tonight. We hope that
everyone would enjoy themselves fully tonight."
Even though it was a simple greeting, it had garnered thunderous roars of apuse from the audience
and filled up the hall.
Holding Summer by her arm, Mark then stepped down the stage steadily as they gracefully walked
towards
their guests.
Summer believed her legs might have given up and copsed if she weren''t holding onto him. Never
had she dealt with such an asion, especially one that had her as the host.
"It’s okay. Don''t be nervous, just rx. I’m here with you."
His warm and rough hands snaked around her waist a s he leaned in close to whisper in her ear. As
she felt his warm breath on her ear, her eyes glistered with surprise.
His words worked like sedatives as they calmed her pounding heart. She began to rx and smiled
naturally as she held on to the corner of his suit, sticking closely to him.
They went around and greeted their guests, shaking hands with all of them. No matter who they had
met, Mark faced them with a look of sincerity.
Summer copied whatever addresses Mark had greeted the guests with.
Whenever their guests would pass Summer a ss of wine, Mark would politely decline and have her
drink the juice he requested instead.
She felt her cheeks heating up either because she had too much juice or the hall became stuffier.
Mark had also noticed the gradually flushing tint appearing on her fair cheeks, which looked like sun-
kissed clouds as they seemed to be soft and mesmerizing.
And it was starting to catch more attention from the others, especially their male guests. No one dared
to stare boldly, but brief nces and peeps were noticed.
Feeling a hint of displeasure, he narrowed his sharp eyes. He then brought Summer to Sherman and
said, " Keep herpany."
"Sure," Sherman replied, smiling as she held onto Summer, who had felt slightly unwell.
"Why didn’t you ask for mypany instead?" Grace asked, feeling offended.