I Stopped Loving Him When He Let Me Bleed Out novel Chapter 487

Finn looked deeply into her eyes.

"Every October, the Fletcher Group hosts its most important event of the year: The Fletcher Annual Charity Gala. I want you to attend with me, but I have to ask if you're willing to go first."

Sienna didn't fully grasp just how prestigious this gala was.

But if Finn was asking her like this.

His intention was crystal clear: he wanted to announce her presence to the world on a massive stage.

The grip she had around his neck loosened slightly.

"If you want me to go, I'll go. It's no big deal."

"Good." Finn smiled softly.

He took her hand in his.

"Now, what did you want to tell me?"

Once they were in the car, Sienna recounted the entire story of her promotion.

The affection in Finn's eyes deepened.

"You earned every bit of it."

-

Half a month later.

It was the day of the Fletcher Charity Gala.

Sienna stood in the walk-in closet, adjusting the neckline of her dress in the mirror.

The gown had been chosen well in advance, perfectly tailored to her frame.

It was a stunning champagne color; Finn had insisted she looked most beautiful in this shade.

She glanced down and noticed a minuscule wrinkle near the hem.

A stylist immediately stepped forward to smooth it out.

It was practically invisible anyway.

She flexed her fingers, realizing her palms were lightly slicked with sweat.

Sienna looked up at her reflection again.

She had always been exceptional at taking tests. Growing up, she'd get nervous before every major exam, but the moment the paper was placed in front of her, her hands would steady.

Tonight was no different. She told herself to treat the entire gala like a test paper; all she had to do was answer the questions one by one.

She steadied her breathing. Her face betrayed no hint of intimidation, though her fingers tightened slightly around Finn's arm.

Sensing her tension, Finn pressed his arm closer to his side, allowing her to lean on him more comfortably.

The first half of the evening went relatively smoothly.

Staying close to Finn's side, Sienna smiled when appropriate, exchanged pleasantries, and raised her glass in perfect time.

The conversational safe topics she had prepared came in handy occasionally; when they didn't, she managed to keep the atmosphere from turning cold.

That was, until a few board members pulled Finn aside for a discussion. Before letting go of her hand, he leaned in and murmured, "I'll be right back."

Sienna nodded. Left standing alone with a champagne flute in hand, she suddenly felt entirely out of place.

She took a couple of steps to the side, planning to find a quiet corner to wait, when a familiar voice rang out.

"Sienna. It's been a while."

Sienna turned her head. Sasha Beaumont was standing just two steps away.