Just then, another guest entered, saw the mess on the floor, and asked with a frown, "Miss, what happened here?"
"I knocked it over by accident," Vanessa said before grabbing her purse and walking out.
When Eleanor returned to the ballroom, Ian, who was making small talk with some other guests, looked over at her and immediately noticed that she seemed upset.
"What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?" he asked in a low, concerned voice.
Eleanor shook her head. "It's nothing. Can we leave at eight?"
Ian glanced at the time. It was already past 7:30. He nodded. "Alright."
Just then, Ian's gaze fell upon Vanessa emerging from the direction of the restrooms. His expression instantly turned cold; he now understood why Eleanor was upset.
"What did she say to you?" Ian asked, his brow furrowed with concern.
Eleanor caught a glimpse of Vanessa re-entering the ballroom and said flatly, "Nothing."
But Ian knew Vanessa too well. He was keenly aware of the depth of her grudge against Eleanor and could guess what kind of things she might have said.
"Do you want to leave now?" Ian asked in a low voice.
Eleanor looked up. "Don't you have to wait for Mr. Brown?"
"I'll visit him personally next time." Ian wasn't going to wait. He didn't want Eleanor to stay in an uncomfortable environment.
Before Eleanor could respond, Ian's large hand closed around her wrist. He excused himself to the guests beside them and began leading her toward the exit.
The sight stabbed Vanessa in the heart. The pain was so sharp it almost took her breath away, and a chill ran through her.


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