Catherine was slightly taken aback. His words poke her raw nerves. She darted at Leslie, who wore an attentive smile and expected her to take the cup over. If she did, his effort to arrange the gathering wouldn't be in vain.

Catherine liked vodka because of Ivan.

Staring at the liquor, she couldn't help but recall the celestial-like man. She breathed the air in the same city as him but seemed thousands of miles away from him.

“Take it,” Leslie repeated. “I can guarantee you'll like it. It'll not be wasted if a beauty takes it. I also trust your taste in liquor.”

Catherine had high taste in everything as she was wealthy.

She took the cup over, a familiar sharp pang rising in her heart. Last time, she drank vodka with Ivan as they celebrated signing a cooperation contract with a client.

It was rare as they were alone as Finnley left for something urgent. The moonlight was beautiful, and the wind was gentle that night.

It was the past that she always missed but could never return.

At the entrance of Royal Nightclub, all the security guards and bodyguards stood in lines on alert.

open the door. “Good

his black, handcrafted shirt wrapped his perfect body

and security guards bowed

the chilly wind,

lobby manager

The Marsh Group.

took the same elevator to go downstairs. They

were together, Linda felt awkward, which was

lowkey and easygoing. “How's your mother doing now?” she asked like a friend, breaking

returned to her senses and answered, “She's checked out

she wore a brand dress and glanced at Linda several times.

become so wealthy?’ she wondered. However, Jennifer didn't ask as

guessed Linda had probably

She thought everyone had the right to choose how

When the car roared away, she saw Linda hail a taxi instead of

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