Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 83 A few days later, I changed into the evening gown Eric had gifted me. My face in the mirror looked even more gentle yet dignified against the pure white color of the gown.

I wasn't usually one to care about my appearance, but for some reason, I actually felt nervous wearing the gown. As I headed downstairs, I discovered that Eric was already waiting in the front hall.

When he heard the sound of my high heels clicking on the floor, he looked up at me.

The moment our eyes met, my breathing hitched slightly, and I instinctively clenched my hands into tight fists.

I could clearly see how Eric froze in place as intense yet complex emotions surged within his eyes. It almost felt as if those emotions would swallow me whole.

"Do I... not look nice?" I asked reflexively.

Eric looked dazed for a few seconds before a faint smile appeared on his lips. He stepped forward, extending a hand toward me.

"Not at all. You look very nice," he replied.

I smiled and placed a hand in his palm, feeling a wave of warmth rolling over me.

you who have good taste,”

exchanged smiles before getting into the car and rushing toward the exchange meeting. By the time we

glance, they were all highly important people within the business world. Just one word from any of them would be able to stir up a storn Even so, they all

Eric. Some people even took the initiative to come forward and greet

personally attend the meeting

there any chance you'll reconsider the collaborative project I brought up with you

paying them much mind. Instead, he simply led me to meet a few

Flint?

Brown, the young lady of the

hooked up with Mr. Flint. I wonder what he sees in a f

no heed and focused on

Eric was

planning on going to the bathroom when I caught

really were like gum that

two figures noticed me as well and moved t "What a coincidence seeing you here, Jane! Did you come here with