Serena Stanton wore a stunning haute couture evening gown, the back cut open to reveal half her back, exposing soft, snow-white skin and exquisite curves, exuding an air of untouchable nobility.
Her features were refined, yet didn't lose their radiant beauty and elegance.
Just as her eyes met Adrian Shaw's gaze and Serena hesitated for two seconds, Angela Linton walked over in high heels and seized her arm.
"Serena, what are you doing here? Come, I'll introduce you to Tonia."
Young Master Wallace lounged and said, "What else could Serena be here for? Of course, she's here to see me."
Angela peeked inside; seven or eight heirs from powerful families filled the room, the pressure intense.
Her heart quivered, but she quipped, "What's so good about a bunch of stinky men? Beautiful girls should play with other beautiful girls!"
"Sorry, Young Master Wallace." Serena responded politely, then left with Angela.
