After returning to the ballroom, Cordy and Patrick headed straight for the main entrance.
Somehow, Cordy had to admit that after a couple seemingly nonchalant rubs by John, her ankle felt much better in contrast to the pain from the sprain earlier.
As such, she could walk much better now.
That was when Patrick made a joke. "I didn't think you were that compliant, Ms. Sachs."
Naturally, he was referring to her giving in to John's insistence.
However, she was not being compliant or anything—she simply decided to leave and therefore had no reason to drag her feet.
But before they could really leave, a man suddenly appeared out of nowhere, greeting Patrick respectfully. "Mr. Stuart, Mr. William Stuart would like to see you now. Could you please come with me?"
Patrick narrowed his eyes at the thought of meeting the brother of his grandfather and turned toward Cordy.
"I can leave on my own," she said shortly. "Please arrange a chauffeur to send me to the airport."
Patrick hesitated for a moment before saying, "Okay."
He would not try to stall when he did not stand to gain anything, and Cordy understood that.
They were just ordinary partners in the first place and not that close where emotions were involved.
"I'll have the chauffeur receive you at the entrance," Patrick told her. "Travel safe."
"Okay," Cordy replied.
With that, Patrick made a phone call while he left with the man.
Cordy headed straight to the entrance in turn, but just as she stopped out, the guards at the door intercepted her. "I'm sorry, but no one is to leave before the ball is over."
Cordy's eyes narrowed. She had never heard about that!
Was there any social event where such a rule was imposed at all? Even if they were abusing their authority, the Stuarts were too much!
"Please return to the ballroom. You will be allowed to leave when it is time."
"Why?" Cordy could not help asking.
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