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Leanne's heels clicked against the pavement as she murmured a quick "thanks."

At the top of the steps, Curtis opened a black umbrella he'd taken from someone nearby and descended to meet her.

Her dress was simple, yet it seemed tailor-made to accentuate her figure. The soft, silk fabric in a muted shade of sky blue clung to her just right, outlining her curves before flowing down into gentle ripples, much like waves spreading across a calm lake.

She was the epitome of grace, untouched by the world's chaos.

The umbrella hovered above Leanne, shielding her perfectly from the drizzle.

The gala had begun, the grand hall bustling with the clinking of glasses and laughter.

Battling the wind and rain, a waiter held the door for them, the warm, inviting scent of wine greeting them as they stepped inside.

with the big shots from ElitePinnacle and VectorVista, all sharing knowing smiles at the sight of Curtis leading Leanne in. Many came up to greet them, Curtis effortlessly navigating the social sea with Leanne by his side, engaging in light conversation and handshakes. A Vector Vista shareholder,

to meet you," as she

lifted his hand for a brief shake before dismissively letting go. "Don't be envious. You couldn't even if you tried." The man laughed awkwardly, exchanged a few more pleasantries, and then,

do that?" Leanne asked, puzzled by his sudden lack of

shareholder was an old goat who slept around. Curtis didn't want Leanne to hear

friendly with," Curtis dismissed with an excuse, "Said

where on earth he'd find chicken wings at a

nodding respectfully at Leanne,

"Mr. Stewart and Kenneth from Ascend Assurance Bank have arrived. They're waiting for

need to speak with some guests. Hang around here and grab something to eat if you're hungry. If you need me, tell someone to get

Leanne replied, "I'm twenty-six,

teased, "You look so childlike. I thought you were

respond, he raised an eyebrow and