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.

with a limited edition was parked, two ushers rushed to open the door. “Good evening, Mr. Marsh,” they bowed at the man in the driver's seat

shirt wrapped his perfect body figure. Under the moonlight and in the wind, he

into the lobby, all the bodyguards and security guards bowed at

wind, Ivan entered

lobby

The Marsh Group.

the same elevator to

Linda felt awkward, which was all because she lacked

however, was lowkey and easygoing. “How's your mother doing now?” she asked like

checked out of the hospital.

that she wore a brand dress and glanced at Linda several times. Then she found Linda's handbag cost at least 20,000 dollars,

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

had probably found a

the right to choose how to live, and Linda's change

the car roared away, she saw Linda hail

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