About tens of minutes later, the car stopped at the gate of a villa decorated in classic European style. Leo got off and opened the door for me in a gentle manner. Then he reached out his arm and said, “Hold my hand when we get in.”
I hated his hypocritical and weird smile. And it really scared me. I knew how long he had been soaked in violence during the old days. Even if now he was presenting me a bunch of roses, it still made me feel like a dagger pressed against my neck.
However, I could do nothing but to obey. So I held his arm after getting off.
The villa was designed in a noble and delicate style mixed with exotic elements. As we walked pass the gate, there laid a path covered with cobblestone and it went all the way through a garden, at the end of which we could reach the lobby.
I walked steadily on my high heels while holding Leo’s arm.
As we were about to enter the lobby, I suddenly noticed Dennis standing not far away from us. He was in a black suit, white shirt with the collar of same color standing tall. His short hair stood straight and even highlighted his sharp-looking and charming face.
He looked so tough and powerful that I could notice him immediately even among the crowd.
Not until then did I realize that it was the birthday banquet of Luna. Since Dennis had attended, so would those celebrities that I acquainted myself with in Newton Town.
I, known as Mrs. George, actually held the arm of another guy. If others noticed that, it would definitely be a harsh humiliation against Dennis.
So I hurried to pull my hand away from his arm. Fear and panic crawled all over my heart.
However, Leo had been bathing in blood and slaughter. He soon noticed and grabbed my hand, looking sullen, “Clara, mark my words!”
My lips clung tight to each other and my palm started to sweat out of panic.
As I raised up my head to look at Dennis, he also noticed me. He squinted and fixed his dark eyes on my black off-the-shoulder evening dress.
But then he shifted his gaze at Leo and said, “Mrs. Kennedy, it has been a long time.”
Did they know each other?
Leo smiled while holding my hand still, “Mr. George, long time no see.”
For me, it only sounded like a common greeting.
Dennis looked at me again and said with composure, “So, who is this lady?”
“She is my fiancee.”
Upon hearing that, I froze on spot. I could tell from Dennis’s bottomless eyes that coldness started to exude inside.
But he still smiled to reply, “But it was said that you had always shied away from ladies. And now it seems that you do a nice cover-up for your lady.”
Leo still wore smile while grabbing my hand, looking gentle and tender, “Well, actually, I have been waiting for my true love.”
Dennis squinted, looking dangerous, “True love…”
I was rendered so panic at this moment. Before that, I didn’t even have a chance to tell Dennis about my relationship with Leo. I had never expected such an emergency occurred before I could have a clear explanation.
I couldn’t break free from his grip. Nor could I hurry to deny his nonsense.
I was thrown into a mess.
Dennis smiled while fixing his eyes on me for a second, “So how should I address you now? Mrs. George or Mrs. Kennedy?”
My heart felt like being struck. I struggled to break away from Leo’s grip and went over to grab Dennis’s arm, “Denniss…”
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