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.

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

how he would react when he saw her...but she was not obliged to

she said confidently,

shone over her black eyes; they dazzled like the stars, leaving

Cordy asked,

senses, and flashed a

bodyguard riding shotgun alighted and

stood in his upright gait

walked around to the other side, opening

gently placed upon his; everyone present held their breaths in anticipation of who

could Patrick Stuart have brought to the gala, and dote on,

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

other hand, Patrick steered clear

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