★★★★ Mark moved away from Monica, his eyes remaining fixed on her for a little period as if there was something unsaid that was still there. Subsequently, he managed his emotions, briefly glancing down at his feet as his agitated shoulders relaxed. He said, "I wasted time waiting for you when you were the one in need of assistance. How can you claim that I ought to be easygoing after this?" Mark spat his words on Monica's face, his nostrils flaring in anger, "The device in your hand is meant to alert people in the event that you are experiencing difficulties, therefore, I assume you are familiar with how this technology works," Monica received a stinging remark from Mark because of her carelessness. He waited for her and she neglected his effort, but in reality, she was discontented due to William, and working in such a mood was hard for her. It was struggling that she was unable to convey the events to Mark; otherwise, he would have comprehended her; nor did she feel the need to ar

★★★★ The camera flashed nonstop, and a throng of reporters obstructed William's route. He had received a lot of questions regarding his business and his relationship with Katherine, but he did not respond to any of them. His demeanor was unperturbed and full of an annoyance since this was the only thing he detested to deal with was the reason he never agreed to an interview with any media outlet, which would have theoretically allowed someone to write a story about him. People used to call him gay, but after learning of his engagement, they began to talk about him for a month straight. Hanson looked terrified when he arrived because William had been standing there for about a minute when those reporters bravely stopped him, not caring if it meant they would lose their jobs the next day. Nevertheless, he did care because his company could not withstand a blow from him, so he angrily shoved the reporters and yelled at them. "If you all will not get out of Mr. William's way, I am going

★★★★ Knowing what had happened to Monica, Mark leaped from his seat to get onto the platform. However, his movement halted when he saw William running to her, pulling off his coat, which he had assisted Monica in putting on, and dragging her quickly away from the throng. As the stage was the only thing illuminated, everyone could see how tenderly Mr. William treated the girl who was suffering from a malfunctioning dress. However, what was concerning was that they were finding it difficult to accept that it was the legendary Mackenzie, who was renowned for having cold skin and never making an effort to help anybody unless there was something they could gain from it. Therefore, the scenario was beyond belief. Except for him, no one had left their seats so early and gone up, which made one wonder whether William was standing near the stage in the dark. After William had safely removed his wife from the stage and disappeared backstage, the entire hall's lights turned on and people could

★★★★ Diana, on the other hand, was pacing back and forth in the room where she had earlier prepared herself for the walk, and she believed it was her most exquisite walk ever. Despite the fact that Ella should have been lamenting her current situation, she effortlessly captured Mr. Mackenzie's attention, which she, Diana, worked hard for. “Urgh!" Diana screamed, "I can't stand it any longer," as she glanced in the mirror. She then threw her beauty brushes to the ground and swept her palm across the table. Right at the time the door was pushed open by someone who laughed a little at Diana before taunting, “You seem desperate, but your luck is not been so graceful to you." Diana whirled around in horror when the voice startled her along with the sentence that perfectly described her circumstances, but she was unaware that anybody else was aware of what she had done. Turning around Diana initially observed the woman's clothes and then her cosmetics, she thought the woman was not a mod

★★★★ The kiss melted Monica like a candle, not only scorching her but also giving her the impression of relishing the warmth of the fire. She was hesitant in her thoughts, but her body was not paying attention to her and immediately went slack as his kiss completely consumed the fear she had, ordering her brain into picking the colors of joy, and making her addicted to believing that this was what she was requiring at that time. William continued to hold her hand behind her back, completely preventing her from moving away from him, and in the end, she gave up struggling by accepting the kiss. As he sensed her response, William let go of her hand, since his hand arrived at her waist before gliding down in search of the gown's hem. He easily found a location to guide his hand inside, paying little attention to her surroundings, and he had no intention of halting. Monica jolted out of her daydream as his palm stroked her thigh, causing her to moan during the kiss. If she was being hone