Preston didn't come alone.
Following behind him was Gabriel.
The guests Nathaniel invited all recognized Gabriel—the well-known Vice President of Stellaris PharmaTech.
As for Preston, while most didn’t know him, his overwhelmingly powerful presence and impossibly handsome face made him hard to ignore.
Therefore, when Aria ran toward Preston, the gazes of many people in the venue were drawn in their direction.
Including Melanie’s.
Melanie had suspected Gabriel would come.
After all, Nathaniel was currently collaborating with Stellaris PharmaTech on the revolutionary cold medicine.
But she hadn’t expected Preston to be here as well.
However, the surprise didn't linger long in her mind.
Melanie realized that Preston's invitation likely had nothing to do with her father, Nathaniel.
It must have been a personal invitation from Aria.
Taking a casual sip of red wine, Melanie told herself she had no interest in Aria’s advances toward Preston and didn’t care.
Yet her eyes drifted over to them against her will.
As Aria reached Preston, she suddenly stumbled, her entire body lurching toward him.
Preston took a step back.
It was Gabriel, standing beside him, who instinctively caught Aria.
The moment he steadied her, he received a death glare from Preston.
“My bad…”
Gabriel’s hands immediately dropped, and Aria fell flat on her face.
“Bro, I really didn’t mean to,” Gabriel whispered in Preston’s ear.
It was pure habit.
Seeing a girl fall, he had subconsciously reached out to help, not even realizing he had helped the wrong person.
“I was wrong. It won’t happen again.”
Gabriel looked aggrieved, meekly seeking Preston’s forgiveness as they both walked around the fallen Aria.
This scene unfolded before Melanie’s eyes, piquing her curiosity.
She was some distance away from where Preston was.
She couldn’t hear what Gabriel whispered to Preston, but their intention to pointedly avoid Aria was plain to see.
Melanie couldn’t help but wonder silently:
“So… you were the only one I personally invited.”
“If I had known you invited me… I wouldn’t have come today.”
The deep, cold voice was like a bucket of ice water poured over Aria’s head.
Her eyes widened in disbelief as she watched Preston walk past her, heading straight to the corner, straight to Melanie.
“Do you mind if I sit next to you?”
Preston’s intense, imposing face softened only at the sight of Melanie.
Melanie was surprised that Preston had spotted her so quickly.
“What if I say I do?”
Seeing Melanie’s sly smile, a faint, almost imperceptible smile touched Preston’s lips.
He sat down beside her.
“I did say I minded,” Melanie pointed out, watching him intently.
Preston listened to her words, his expression unchanged as he replied:
“But I never said I wouldn’t sit here if you minded.”
He said it so matter-of-factly that it made Melanie laugh.

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