Alan and Janina chatted for a few more moments before he got to work on their styling.
From behind, Ava watched Janina's reflection in the mirror, her heart pounding with excitement.
With Muse on board, Nova Group had gained a powerful new asset. She had to hold on tight to this cash cow.
At five in the afternoon, the entrance to the gala hall was already lined with countless luxury cars, as guests began to arrive.
At that moment, Vincent was in his own luxury car, on his way to pick up Iris.
Soon, the car pulled to a stop.
Iris approached the vehicle with a faint smile, and the driver quickly opened the door for her.
She gracefully slid into the back seat next to Vincent, her voice soft and sweet. "Vincent."
The sound, both delicate and alluring, sent a shiver down his spine. Vincent's Adam's apple bobbed. "How's your face? Is it better?"
A flicker of hurt crossed Iris's eyes, but she quickly forced a smile. "There's still a little mark, but I covered it with concealer. See? You can't even tell."
She turned her face toward him, letting him inspect it.
Looking at this pure, innocent girl who had suffered so much yet remained so kind and generous, Vincent's thoughts turned to the real culprit, Summer, and his eyes darkened.
Iris looked exceptional today. The dress she wore was one Vincent had chosen himself—a shoulder-baring gown that made her look like an ethereal fairy who had descended from the heavens.
Vincent glanced at his phone. It had been almost ten days, and Summer hadn't called him once.
He would deal with her after the gala.
He still hadn't settled the score with her for hitting Iris.
If he hadn't been so swamped with work lately, he would have confronted Summer that very night.
Meanwhile...
Julius and Yvonne were seated in a Rolls-Royce, also on their way to the gala.


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