One of Gary's close friends was a famous pianist. He was among the guests. He was drunk and got into the mood for some music. So, he opened the cover of the grand piano and began playing. His fingers danced across the keys.

The chatter of the people stopped all of a sudden.

Everyone turned to look at the pianist, who had a drunk smile on his face.

He said, "The next song is for today's star—the beautiful Ms. Larissa Seymour!"

Larissa hurriedly put down the wine glass in her hand as she straightened up. She nodded a little at the pianist with the crowd between them.

The pianist's fingers landed on the keys again. Beautiful music filled the spacious hall.

Guests with female partners began to dance, and the others joined in. Even Mike held out his hand to Larissa.

"May I have the honor of dancing with you, Ms. Larissa?"

He bowed with a hand behind his back. His manners were perfect.

Larissa did not want to have close contact with men, but she could not refuse him in front of ev