Chapter 390 I Recognize The Right Person

That night, Selena looked stunning, and Jefferson's breath had long been taken away by her. 

Her hair was done up into a simple bun, and it was tied loosely behind her head. Some of her hair which was curled was left at the sides of her face, making her fair face look even more feminine and pleasing to the eye.

Selena wasn't considered a woman with stunning beauty, but at this grand banquet, she was the only one whom he had his eyes on.

The live band began to play and soon, beautiful orchestra music started to fill the banquet hall. The atmosphere that night was perfect.

Selena took a cup of fruit punch from the waiter. The first sip was very sweet, and the aftertaste was a little sour. The taste of the drink was very light, almost negligible, so she unknowingly drank several cups of it. Before Jefferson could stop her, she had drunk several cups of the alcoholic fruit punch.