Chapter 593

Murray arched an eyebrow, finally extending his hand to her in a grand gesture of invitation, bowing slightly in a classic dance pose.

Grace couldn't help but smile as she placed her hand in his, and together, they glided into the dance floor.

When Roseanne and Mamie returned from the restroom, they caught this scene unfolding before their eyes. A handsome man and a beautiful woman, perfectly complementing each other. It was a nice sight. Roseanne calmly diverted her gaze, only to be met with an unexpected sight-two hands appeared in front of her, one from the left and the other from the right.

Corley and Owen Reynolds were simultaneously asking her to dance.

Mamie, taken aback, stepped back, bowing out of what seemed like a brewing battle.

Was this some high-stakes romantic showdown?

Corley, with a smile playing on his lips, said, "Roseanne, would you do me the honor of sharing a dance?"

Owen Reynolds smirked, "What a coincidence, Mr. Sullivan and I seem to have the same idea."

As Corley turned to face him, Owen held his gaze, neither flinching nor backing down.

The tension was palpable.

Roseanne stood frozen. What was happening? Had these two conspired to stage this?

She instinctively looked for Mamie, who grimaced apologetically: "Roseanne, I'm really sorry, but you're on your own this time."

might have been dimly lit and secluded at first, not drawing much attention. But never underestimate

going on here? Mr. Reynolds and the big sponsor

are they inviting? Let me see... Oh, Roseanne.

'Science'

one of the

is

even soap operas dare to plot

is nothing but a lengthy

never goes out of

onlookers were enthralled: "Keep it going, we love

Murray's grip tightened upon witnessing this

"Ouch-"

the dance floor, leaving

and anticipation, making her

to Owen Reynolds,

His dark pupils were like the vast ocean, with gentleness hidden deep beneath and a hint of amusement

beat, but ultimately,

gentlemen, but I can't tonight, just remembered I have some experimental data to analyze. You guys

that, she turned and hurried

expression darkened as

leave. Yet, thinking i over, she hadn't accepted Owen Reynolds's

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