Perfect Mysterious Husband (Maddox and Kimberly)

Quill looked at Minerva, who was shining brightly, and replied in a low voice.

"No, you can't."

"I can't? Then when can I go backstage?" Minerva lifted the hem of her skirt in distress. "Quill, do you know how tiring it is for me to wear this dress?" She looked down at her dress and said, "It's really heavy, okay?"

"I'll introduce you to a few people. Follow me." Quill then told her to step down the stage. Minerva did it with difficulty, but she didn't show it. She helplessly picked up the hem of her skirt and walked forward. When Quill brought her around, it was inevitable that she needed to make a toast with the guests. However, it was inconvenient for Minerva to carry the skirt's hem and the wine glass at the same time. At this critical moment, Vera rushed to her back and said, "I'll help you with the hem of your dress."

Upon hearing this, Minerva turned around and looked at her with a touched expression. Vera's gaze had shifted elsewhere and she didn't dare to look in her direction. Only then did Minerva realize that she was avoiding Quill's gaze.

"So the reason why she didn't come here just now was because of Quill?" Thinking of what Vera had done before, Minerva couldn't help snickering secretly.

"Minerva, this is Mr. Wood, the biggest fabric merchant in North City."

Upon hearing the term 'fabric merchant', Minerva's eyes lit up. This older brother of hers was really influential. He had immediately introduced such an important person to her. She was the owner of a fashion design company. Wasn't fabric the most important aspect?

"President Hanover, your younger sister is so beautiful that she is on par with Mrs. Hanover in the past."

Mr. Wood was a middle-aged man, and was around the same age as Mrs. Hanover.

When he saw Minerva, he recalled what Mrs. Hanover looked like in those days. Then, he swirled his wine glass, feeling a little sentimental. "In those days, I had been attracted by Mrs. Hanover. Unfortunately... Mrs. Hanover only had eyes for..."

Mr. Wood suddenly stopped and realized that he had made an indiscreet remark. He then smiled awkwardly and apologized, "I'm sorry, I seem to have said too much. What I mean is... You look very similar to your mother."

"Thank you." Minerva smiled at him and thanked him. After that, they exchanged a few more words of greetings. Mr. Wood had invited her to visit the company when she had time. Then, Quill took her to the next person he knew.

She had met quite a few people along the way. They were all people that Minerva wanted to get to know. At the same time, she had also drunk a few glasses of wine. At that moment, she was already tipsy. Moreover, her skirt was way too heavy. She really wanted to get changed and take a rest.

Quill's heart ached probably after noticing her tiredness, thus he only brought her to meet a few important guests. Then, he looked at Vera, who had been holding the hem of Minerva's skirt and asked, "Can you go with me instead? There are guests who may be helpful to your company."

how could Vera refuse? She nodded blankly and said, "Well, then I'll... send Minerva backstage first and then I will come

"Sure." Quill nodded.

high spirits that her body did not seem to belong to

has invited you?" Minerva teased her after they

asked me to accompany him for your company's sake. It's your fault that you are so useless, being tipsy just after meeting a few guests.

Minerva couldn't help but laugh. "That's right. You are an excellent

about Beanie, Vera was

servants before and they said that Beanie was with your

have anyone by his side just now. If that was the case, where did

you change out of your

and said, "I'll go in and change. Go back quickly and

off the gown

Why can't I take it off on my own?

rest for a while. I'll come

"Alright."

and Vera

left, Minerva was the only one left in the dressing

At this moment, everyone had gathered

remove the dress. The dress was very difficult to unbutton. However, Minerva was very patient, thus

Creak...

pushing the door open

confused, thus

Minerva's hands stopped moving. She was feeling a

it bethat I misheard

she had clearly heard someone push the door open just now. It couldn't be

her buttons and lifted the hem of her skirt,

around, a black shadow flashed in front of her eyes. Before she could react, she was pressed against