Chapter 973 Sorry, You’re Not My Type
Eva was worried about Ryan and was not in the mood to go to the ball, but Stella had put so much effort into it that Eva felt embarrassed to reject her. After getting ready at home, Eva changed into a champagne-colored evening gown that was not too extravagant but still formal. She then grabbed her
bag and drove to Royal Hotel.
In the banquet hall, men and women in suits and dresses stood in groups of two or three, holding glasses of red wine and chatting with smiles on their faces in the banquet hall with dim light.
The slow and soft European and American music improved Eva’s bad mood somewhat. She took a photo of the banquet hall and sent it to Ryan with a message of encouragement: [Ryan, I’ve started blind dating. Even after experiencing such. a failed marriage, I can still move forward. You should keep trying too.] It was just a simple message, but it made Ryan
smile.
The man in a wheelchair in the Imperial Capital read the warm message and replied, [Okay.] Eva felt relieved after
receiving his response and put her phone away before
Sorry, You’re Not My Type walking inside.
This ball was specifically organized by Stella for Andrew and
Eva.
Andrew had already arrived, sitting upright on the sofa in a light gray suit, staring at the female doctor across from him as
if he was there for a job interview.
“I have a mansion worth billions in the eastern central villa
area, with about ten or so apartments of different sizes. I also
have several luxury cars, and I have millions of money. Do you have any other questions?” Andrew said.
The female doctor subconsciously swallowed upon hearing that. Andrew was really the personal assistant of the Evans Group’s president. He was quite wealthy. How would the female doctor dare to ask more? She quickly smiled and
shook her head. “No, I don’t have any questions.”
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