Chapter 177 The Vip Is Him

On the other side.

Alicia stood in front with Mr. Duarte, waiting for the VIPs. During that time, she checked her phone three times, but still couldn't reach Beatrice.

Mr. Duarte asked, "Ms. Moreno, where is Beatrice? Didn't we agree to meet up?"

Alicia awkwardly smiled and said, "She..."

Suddenly, Madelynn walked over and stood beside Mr. Duarte, lost in her own thoughts.

"Beatrice said she wasn't feeling well and might not come."

Mr. Duarte frowned, said nothing, and tacitly accepted Madelynn standing by his side.

But being stood up by a newcomer, surely felt uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Madelynn curled her lips.

Just as she was feeling proud, Beatrice's voice came from behind her.

"Who said I didn't come?"

Hearing the sound, the crowd made way, and Beatrice, wearing a red high-slit gown, appeared like a blazing flame, searing into the eyes of the onlookers. fair as 35

snow.

The shimmering fabric accentuated her skin, making it The unique use of large mesh hard gauze, embellished with a few broken diamonds.

A pair of eyes emerged, captivating to the extreme.

Looking at the newcomer, Madelynn's mouth twitched a few times.

Beatrice, however, smiled at her and said, "Ms. Bradford, you must have misunderstood. I said I would come right away."

Immediately, she pushed Madelynn aside and turned to

look at Mr. Duarte.

"I heard that Mr. Duarte is a local here, so I specifically had a custom-made suit prepared with the unique fabric from this place. It should make a more representative impression when meeting guests." good heart," Mr. Duarte nodded approvingly.

"Ms. Lindsey, you have a good

'Should be."

Just as the words fell, a luxury car stopped at the door.

Looking at the familiar doorman, Beatrice had a sense of foreboding.

As the figure stepped out of the car door, a handsome and dazzling face came into view.

Caden.

He stood still, silent and speechless, yet seemed to have an invisible force that attracted everyone's

attention.

walking against the light, a pair of ink-black eyes were deep and unfathomable, excessively eye-catching, yet also exuding a sense of distance.

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177 The vip

holding onto the man, with a sweet expression on her face, every word and action telling everyone that Caden came for her. Caden nodded and

him and said, "This is Ms. Lindsey, a young and promising individual who specifically

unaware of the connection between Beatrice and Caden, considering them as mere

raised his gaze and stared at Beatrice, his deep eyes flickering slightly.

Hmm."

her fist in

had known that Caden was coming earlier, why

it

while Alicia stood beside Beatrice, trying to hold back

Moreno, why are you smiling?" Beatrice pursed her

your

interesting. Hurry up and

and kept up with

there

to Caden like a leech, occasionally

Beatrice still had

best. Alicia urged.

she had done sufficient preparation work and could speak confidently about all the works, also having her own insights. Mr. Duarte nodded

to perform, but she was not prepared at

mispronouncing the designer's name, Mr.

extremely embarrassed, and could only hold onto Caden even more intimately, afraid that others

the visit, a gust of

over and then

was not actually so

frequently fall ill, and now the medicine cabinet at home is almost

of her age had a

ten.

She only had half.

reminded her to use

The

this is the cost of

to reality, pretending to remain calm and wanting to continue. The man beside him, however, raised his hand and gestured, "Go and have a look ahead." Mr. Duarte exclaimed, "Mr. Caden has a good eye, please take a look at the rare gemstone roughs ahead."

stand frozen in place

was a palm-sized hand warmer, pink in

could Caden have something

Mr. Duarte called out

"He came."

past.

hand warmer and

small lights on the

bustling crowd, a

moved, her hand

is it still

only by her ear, and she stiffened for a moment, trying to push away the man beside her, but

move and whispered, "Uncle Caden,

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