Chapter 27 Charity Gala

Saint Hotel was filled with guests. Luxurious cars parked outside the hotel, and the people stepping out of the cars were either successful individuals in suits or elegant heiresses from prestigious families. The scene resembled a star-

studded fashion show.

Soon, a red Ferrari pulled up at the hotel entrance. Frank got out of the car and walked around to the passenger side, opening the door and resting his hand on the roof.

White stiletto heels touched the ground as slender, fair legs extended from the car. Alva stepped out, her silver dress flowing gracefully. Frank reached out his hand, his blue eyes gazing deeply at Alva.

She wore a silver off-shoulder evening gown, her long hair cascading down the left side of her chest. Her right ear was exposed, adorned with a long tassel earring that reached her collarbone. The whole ensemble was exquisitely crafted.

She put on makeup, not overly flashy or ostentatious, but gentle and elegant. Alva’s hand rested in Frank’s, and he held it tightly.

Alva looked at him helplessly.

Frank blinked and leaned closer to her. “I prefer holding your hand rather than you are holding mine.”

He always had a way with romantic words whenever he had the chance. Alva couldn’t be bothered to respond to him.

Chapter 27 Charity Gala

“Let’s go inside,” she said.

of them walked in.

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been. The driver immediately got out and opened the door. A shiny pair of handmade leather shoes emerged, followed by a pair

at the people in front of him.

dress swayed lightly as she walked, as if blooming flowers. She was engaged in a conversation with someone nearby, but the noise in the hall made it difficult for her to hear clearly. She leaned closer, and

profile, and fluttering lashes, her

his

tonight you are the most beautiful,” Frank said.

clearly, so she leaned closer to better understand him.

“Don’t say redundant things. We have important matters to attend to.”

here to introduce her to some

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industry. It was also an opportunity to promote their

although I may appear carefree, I’m not

Wouchers

Now, hearing him speaking, it

laughter, Frank’s eyebrows arched, his eyes filled with a smiling gaze. She was bright and captivating, truly

will always be the most enchanting woman in my heart,” Frank said.

Alva remained silent.

searching for their

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