Chapter 4

After the main part of the engagement ceremony, the dance party was up next. After Peterson and Edith finished their first dance, more youngsters joined in the fun on the dance floor, having a whale of a time.

Upstairs in the lounge, the Whitmans and the Millers were sitting together, their faces grave after a heated. argument. Ike Whitman, the second son of the Whitman family, was nonchalantly leaning against the window, intrigued by the scene on the dance floor.-

Among the sea of soft, muted colors, a lady in a red dress stood out, her skirt swirling with her dance moves, oozing artistic flair.

The party had been going on for just twenty minutes, and Seraphina had already had five dance partners. Yet, there were still plenty of dudes lurking around, hoping for a chance to dance with her.

The door was pushed open, and Peterson and Edith came in. Edith’s dad immediately picked up a glass of water and threw it at Peterson’s feet.

Ike turned around when he heard the noise.

The parents started arguing again, but Edith and Peterson remained silent, one with a stiff face, the other puffing away on his cigarette, frowning.

The lounge door was pushed open again, and the bridesmaid Amelia appeared, panting.

Edith looked at her with a poker face. “Where have you been?”

“I… I was locked in the toilet. I just managed to get out.” Amelia was startled by the tense atmosphere in the room. “What happened?”

Edith sneered, then turned to look at Ike.

Ike smiled and said, “Come on, it’s a day of celebration. Don’t frown all the time. As for Seraphina… I’ll take care

of it.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Peterson looked up at him, his face dark.

Ike had already turned his head, his gaze returning to the banquet hall.

The dance floor was still buzzing.

Apart from the boisterous atmosphere, the open garden at the end of the corridor seemed serene and tranquil.

Seraphina was leaning at the entrance of the garden, holding a slim ladies‘ cigarette in her hand, but it wasn’t

lit.

in no

a tall, impeccably dressed man emerged from

him. When he turned around, she raised

me a light?”

swept through the garden. Standing in the breeze in her red dress with the skirt fluttering, she was stunning.

a while before

then that Seraphina got a good look at him. He was about thirty–five or six, tall and thin, dressed in a well–fitted black suit. He was wearing black–rimmed glasses, and he had long, gentle eyebrows and

with a smile, her voice soft.

Lawson didn’t seem surprised that she recognized him. He just

tycoon like him, there was hardly anyone in Sunburst City who didn’t

elegantly flicked the switch on his lighter, the

drag, watched the smoke slowly rise, then

Balch said calmly, put away

suddenly grabbed his sleeve, then draped her arm around his, looking at him with a sweet smile. Balch seemed somewhat surprised, looking at her without any hint

gaze, however, was fixed behind

end of the

“Mr. Lawson, I couldn’t find you in the banquet hall. You came out for some fresh air,

can I do for you, Mr. Ike?”

a smile, “I was hoping to have a few drinks with

answer, Seraphina was already clinging to him, cooing, “Mr. Lawson promised to take me

her, seemingly understanding something, and nodded in

goodbye to Ike, arm in arm with Seraphina, they strolled away.

that ever since his wife passed away, he’s

behind Ike said.

cigarette, stared at the retreating figures of the two, a smile still on his face,

Balch, headed towards the hotel entrance, casually glancing

ahead, and said softly, “It’s still early, the dance isn’t over yet, Ms. Bennett,

hearing this, Seraphina sighed softly and looked

movement,

I didn’t want to, I couldn’t help it. I’m wearing a pair of shoes that don’t fit, and I

you should throw them away sooner.

a moment of silence, “Oh no, I can’t do that. After all, I paid for these shoes. The more uncomfortable they

say anything for a moment.

to look at him, “A nice guy like Mr.

that, Balch

whispered something to the

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