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.

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

he saw

confidently, looking up

eyes; they dazzled

asked, her brow

came to his senses, and flashed

a look, the bodyguard riding shotgun alighted and walked over

and stood in his upright gait

while he walked around to the other

present held their breaths in anticipation

have brought to

in scandals, and there were even speculations of his preferences. Even if James Stuart-Patrick's counterpart in the other Stuart family branch-never married, paparazzis had managed to take photos of James's private rendezvous

hand, Patrick steered clear of such

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