Inside the ballroom, Sharon was doing the final checks of the venue. She walked in sky-high heels, dressed in a tailored white pantsuit that hugged her figure. Her shoulder-length hair danced in the air as she flitted around the hall. It brought attention to the sparkling diamond earrings dangling from her ears.

The moment Dylan saw Sharon, his gaze fell on her, mesmerized by her beauty. Dylan looked like a lovesick puppy. Thus, Kevan snapped a picture of Dylan on his phone.

Sharon spoke to the staff milling around her with a walkie-talkie in one hand. She pointed to the misaligned lights on the ceiling with a frown.

Kevan asked Dylan, "Should we go over to Sharon?"

Dylan finally pulled his eyes away from her. Looking around the ballroom, he replied with an indifferent expression on his face, "There's no need. Let's find a place to sit down."

Kevan raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you say that Sharon had called you three times? She must have had something urgent for you to do, don't