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."

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

"Sure." Quill nodded.

was in such high spirits that her

overly excited because Quill has invited you?" Minerva teased her after they

came to her senses and widened her eyes. "What are you talking about? He only asked me to accompany him for your company's sake. It's your fault that you

right. You are an excellent backup. Where's Beanie, my other excellent

Beanie, Vera was

and they said that Beanie was

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

you change out of your

said, "I'll go in and change. Go back quickly and ask my brother where Beanie is, then

you take off

I take it

here and rest for a while. I'll come to you later

"Alright."

and Vera

the only one

At this moment, everyone had gathered in the front hall and were all

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

Creak...

the door open came from the outside. Was someone

was a little confused, thus she asked, "Who is

hands stopped moving. She was feeling

bethat I misheard

clearly heard someone push the door

lifted the hem of her skirt, intending to find out who

she turned around, a black shadow flashed in front of her eyes. Before she