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Chapter 61

Writer's Pov

Harrison Tolstoy and his assumed wife, Eleanor Carol walked the red carpet at exactly eight PM. They were the spotlight of the occasion, standing out in their appearance and intimacy. Eleanor, with her long wine gloves held on to Harrison so dearly. She put on a smile that was enough to capture any man's heart.

Dash it all, Harrison kept his gaze on Eleanor. She was far more beautiful than he had seen her the day before but he kept his complement to himself. He was wary about the occasion. Something bigger disturbed his thoughts. He took another glance at her, the more he looked the more he thought he didn't recognize her. The creature bore no resemblance to the rosy-cheeked, hazel-eyed sylph who gazed up at him as if~well, as if he was the man and she was the woman.

He spied her through the crowd as someone came to drag her from his side, claiming to want to know her better since she was his wife. Even in such a simple dress, she was more graceful and attractive than mo
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