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Chapter 477

Chapter 477: Their Own Happiness

Aurora was the star of the evening. Meanwhile, Gemma, without any sense of restraint, was snapping selfies from every angle, drawing the attention of many. People were probably thinking how peculiar her behavior was-clearly someone who had never seen a grand occasion before.

Aurora had changed into the evening gown Julian prepared for her. He, who always wore dark suits, had made an exception today by donning a white one. The ballroom was decorated exquisitely, like a scene straight out of a fairy tale. Aurora hadn't worn such a princess-like dress in a long time. If she remembered correctly, the last time was on her 18th birthday.

Back then, as the eldest daughter of the Montgomery family, her grandfather had hosted a grand banquet, inviting the upper echelons of society to celebrate her coming of age. It had been a kind gesture, though the event was later marred by unexpected twists and turns.

She descended the staircase, her hand lightly brushing the railing. At the bottom of the stairs, Julian was already waiting for her. With a gentlemanly bow, he extended his hand in invitation.

Aurora and Julian had interacted many times before, but tonight's atmosphere felt different. Meeting his deep, affectionate gaze, she felt her heart race. He took her hand and led her into the center of the ballroom. As the music shifted to a graceful waltz, the other guests naturally sought out dance partners and began to dance.

Eric glanced at Emily, who was thoroughly enjoying her cake. "Let's go. We're dancing." "What? Dancing?" Emily asked, her lips still dusted with a bit of tiramisu.

"What's the matter? Don't tell me the daughter of the Langdon family doesn't know how to dance?" Eric raised an eyebrow.

"Who says I can't? I'm just worried you'll step on my toes," Emily retorted with a scoff.

up stepping on her instructor's feet so many times that she nearly drove him to quit. While she could remember the basic steps, she had no

the crumb from the corner of her mouth with his

lips. Before she could process it, she found herself in the middle of the floor. "What are you waiting for? Do you want me to dance with a statue?" Eric teased, a soft laugh escaping his lips. He reached out and

his chest. "Don't be nervous. I'll lead," he whispered gently into her ear, his

to dance well before-it was because she didn't care about her past partners. Eric, however, seemed to have a magnetic pull that guided her effortlessly. Not only did she not step on him, but she quickly became familiar

perfect it felt like a dream. Elsewhere, Gemma was unwilling to miss an opportunity. "Ian, can I be your partner? You know I'm the best

little to the imagination-she had clearly overdressed in an attempt to stand out. It was her chance

Ian replied bluntly. Only now did he truly realize how peculiar Gemma was-so

sharp voice pierced the air, though it was fortunately drowned out by the music. Otherwise, it

right there. Go find someone else," Ian said curtly, eager

had already approached her to ask for a dance, but she

processing what Ian

out," Ian whispered

quickening. Before she knew it, Ian had led her onto

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