Ballroom entrance.
Nora Smith and Asher Hawn stood side by side at the entrance of the banquet hall, and the rotating glass door in front of them reflected their figures.
Asher Hawn side head looked at the woman around, deep eyes light fell on her incomparably attractive lithe and graceful figure, the bottom of the eyes slightly invisible across a stunning.
He stretched out his arm and bent, and opened his mouth in a heavy tone. "Hold me."
Nora Smith hesitated for a second and reached for him.
It is polite for her to attend the dinner party as Asher Hawn's companion tonight.
It is rare to see Nora Smith obedient, and Asher Hawn's lips can't help but rise.
The two men walked into the gate of the banquet hall side by side, which instantly caused a sensation in the whole audience.
Asher Hawn's well-cut hand-made black suit shows his perfect figure incisively and vividly. As soon as he appears, he automatically becomes the focus of the audience and attracts everyone's eyes.