Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect by Henry Foster

Chapter 843

As the crowd swayed on the dance floor, Leon leaned over and said quietly,

"You'd better start reaching out to celebrities now. There are only a handful who really draw attention, and Sanders Group already has a head start. If they sign all the big names before we do, we're screwed."

Vivian immediately set her glass down, took out her phone, and headed to the restroom. She called her assistant and gave detailed instructions. Once she was done, she returned to the bar-only to find Leon gone.

She instinctively glanced toward the dance floor.

Sure enough, there he was, dancing in the center, shirt halfway unbuttoned and surrounded by women.

Vivian leaned against the bar, holding a Long Island iced tea. Her gaze cut through the crowd, locking with Leon's across the room.

Just then, a man stepped up beside her, also holding a Long Island iced tea. He walked over with polished ease and a pleasant smile. "Alone tonight?"

Vivian turned curiously, then clinked her glass against his. "I came with someone, but he's clearly too busy to stick around."

chin slightly, gesturing toward the dance

you here,

his cliché pickup lines, but she was bored and didn't mind playing

and you already noticed me?" she

you doesn't need a second glance. And you know what's funny? I just walked into the bar, asked the bartender for a Long Island.....

a slow sip, unimpressed. "Do you hit on

first person I've wanted to talk to tonight. You don't

softer, almost shaky with

under the shifting bar lights and with the faint flush on her cheeks

indulge him. "You'd better walk away while you can. Someone's starting to lose

the two of them. His steps slowed. Then he walked over, expression dark, eyes locked on the man with a mix of waiting and hostility

the hell are you?" Leon

unfazed-gave a casual smile. "Just someone