They didn't know what they were talking about, but they laughed brightly.
Their eyes shone like autumn water, perfectly picturesque.
She wore a very simple light-colored evening dress, exceptionally understated.
Yet it couldn't hide the naturally beautiful color on her face.
The hand that Finn Hale rested at his side involuntarily tightened. At that moment, she turned her head, and when their gazes collided, she froze in place, as if her heart had been instantly captured.
He was wearing a casual suit with restrained eyes and brows.
Standing alone, he exuded a sense of refinement that flowed without being ostentatious.
The light falling on him seemed to cloak him in frost and snow, giving him an air of a cold, celestial being.
His figure suddenly entered her field of vision, startling her into an ashen complexion.
"Boss Payne, I have other matters to attend to, I'm leaving!" she said. She put down her wine glass, picked up her skirt, and practically ran.
"Hmm?"