Chapter 397

Scores of people were gathered outside the Stuarts' charity ball even before the main event; there were countless scores of journalists, fans, spectators, and security personnel.

It was a grand sight that could beat any celebrity gala.

Soon, a black Rolls Roys stopped at the edge of the red carpet. Inside, Patrick was watching Cordy, who sat beside him.

He was with her as she got changed after they left the hospital, and she was breathtaking in that emerald gown-no man could resist staring.

And yet, Patrick wasn't any man-he showed focus, and remained respectfully distant with Cordy.

"Shall we?" he asked.

Cordy pursed her lips, a little emotional.

pulling every trick in her book in doing so, even though John did all he could to

he saw her...but she was not

said confidently, looking

faint light shone over her black eyes; they

asked,

to his senses, and flashed

shotgun alighted and

his upright gait as

to the other side, opening

hand was gently placed upon his; everyone present held their breaths in anticipation of who the woman

to the gala, and dote

in the other Stuart family branch-never married, paparazzis had managed to take photos of James's private rendezvous with several ladies, though said person in

Patrick steered clear

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