Everyone around couldn't help exclaiming while looking at her. No one could make the cheong-sam look so pure but sexy at the same time except for her.
Then, both of them reached the Hilton Hotel.
As the car stopped, Lemuel got off first.
But Verena still kept herself in the car. She begged with her hands clinging to each other out of nervousness, "Please! I don't want to attend! Please let me go back home!"
Lemuel turned around and said domineeringly, "Do you think you have a choice? Well, here are two options for you! First, we can get off the car yourself. Second, let me get you off!"
Verena finally got off the car, looking reluctant.
Suddenly, Lemuel bent over to wrap around her neck and then his hand fell onto her back.
He seemed to hug her in his arms.
She could smell the mixed scent of tobacco from him, which made her feel like being shocked by a bolt of lightning. Her mind suddenly went blank.
As she collected herself, her heart was still beating rapidly. She then tried to push him away with a blushed face, "Get off me! Don't get so close to me!"
Lemuel huffed, "Don't move!"
"I won't move when you get off me!" Verena still struggled to push him. He was so close to her that she couldn't even breathe.
Lemuel remained silent and ignored her. He still hugged her while ruffling her hair with his slender fingers. Then he tied up her hairs into a pony tail with a color strap. Only a few strands of hairs hung down on both sides of her cheek.
Verena was stunned with her eyes wide opened when seeing his sudden move. She fixed her eyes blankly on his handsome but cold-looking profile. She seemed to be touched in her heart.
Lemuel looked at his own 'masterpiece' satisfyingly. Then he smiled and stretched out his right arm before her.
Verena held his arm to enter the hotel with him.
There were all kinds of people walking around in the splendid hotel. They were all talking to each other, looking refined and elegant.
As soon as Lemuel entered the venue, he was surrounded in the middle of the crowd. Soon, all kinds of fawning words sounded.
"Mr. Lemuel, you are so appealing today! No wonder every lady deems you their prince charming!"
"Wow, Mr. Lemuel, even your companion looks so eye-catching!"
"Mr. Lemuel, I hope that we could still have chance to cooperate. Here is my card…"
…
Verena was getting annoyed when hearing those fawning words keep sounding. She just wanted to rush out of the hotel.
But Lemuel still looked indifferent as usual. After greeting all of them politely, he took Verena to walk around the hall.
Everyone who came to talk to him was one of those prestigious figures. Verena could only follow on his side, looking passive with an awkward smile. Her ankle still ached while walking.
"Make your smile natural!" Lemuel glanced at her.
He still smiled to greet those who talked to him. Verena tried to force out her words to answer, "I am doing my best to maintain the most natural smile I have ever had in my life!"
"That's the most natural smile in your life, really?" Lemuel looked at her.
Verena got so mad that her face went blushed again. She glared at him, "It's none of my business to attend the banquet! My ankle hurt! I am afraid I can't stay with you!"
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