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Gwendolyn raised her hand and touched her lips. “Did you eat all of my lipstick?”
As Patrick looked at her luscious red lips, he thought the color looked even better than how it was
previously.
With a slight smile, he wiped off the excess lipstick from the corners of her lips.
“Nope. You look even more beautiful now.”
With that, he got up and pulled her up.
“Let's go out and have fun!”
While Gwendolyn was still worrying about her lipstick, the man put on her mask for her.
“You really look gorgeous.”
Following that, he put on his mask as well. He just wanted to admire the beautiful woman in front of him
all by himself.
It was only after hearing his words that Gwendolyn stopped worrying.
She flashed him a shy grin. It had been a long time since she last played coy in front of others. Now
that she was under Patrick's care, she felt she had become a little girl all over again.
Patrick held her hand and left the lounge with her.
The atmosphere was perfect inside the ballroom. Many were dressed up in all sorts of weird costumes,
including nurses drenched in blood as well as devils on stretchers.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt was an eerie sight, but it suited the spooky theme.
Gwendolyn blinked her large eyes as she surveyed her surroundings. At a glance, she couldn't tell who
each of them was, and she found this rather intriguing.
Just then, a group of people walked between them, and Gwendolyn and Patrick's hands were forcefully
separated. Besides that, she was even pushed forward by the group and kept walking for some
distance.
When she finally managed to stop in her tracks, she turned around and tried to look for Patrick. Yet, at
that moment, the lights dimmed.
Kevin flew down from the floor above them. He looked dashing in a black tuxedo and a vampire mask,
and it was as if a real Dracula had appeared before them.
The crowd erupted into applause. After he landed, the spotlight only focused on him while a few
helpers undid his harness.
Raising his hand high in the air, he announced, “I declare that the masquerade party has begun. You
may invite your partners for a dance.”
Gwendolyn frantically looked around in search of Patrick under the dim light. Unfortunately, it was too
dark, and there were also too many people around.
Meanwhile, everyone had started inviting those around them for a dance, and the ballroom instantly
turned into a dance floor.
With that, she could only take a few steps back and retreat from the dance floor.
She stood by the side and watched as the couples danced. The music was lively, and all of them were
having a great time.
As Gwendolyn still couldn't find Patrick, she had no choice but to move toward the edge of the ballroom
and walk a big round in search of the man.
After one round around the ballroom, there was still no sight of him. At this, she heaved a sigh.
Before they entered, they were made to surrender their coats and bags at the entrance, and they
weren't allowed to bring their phones in either. Because of that, finding someone in such a
circumstance was akin to finding a needle in a haystack.
She gently bit her lip as she raised her head and scanned around. Every now and then, a few grim
reapers and devils would appear in her surroundings.
Fortunately, she hadn't brought Juliette along. If the girl had seen all of this, she would have been
frightened out of her wits.
After a while, she walked toward the bar counter nearby and decided to stay there for the time being. If
she still couldn't find Patrick, she would then make her leave.
He was the reason why she came here in the first place, after all. Besides, she had already handed
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmKevin's gift to the butler here.
In addition, she wasn't very interested in such parties.
Right then, a man sat down beside her. As the lights were too dim, she couldn't tell who he was in his
black costume and light-colored mask.
“Are you alone?”
His voice was deep and melodious. Gwendolyn glanced at him and gently swirled the wine glass in her
hand.
“Nope. I have a partner.”
Although she had rejected him straightforwardly, the man had no intentions of leaving. He simply raised
his wine glass and took a sip.
Following that, he told the bartender, “Can I get one Flaming Rose for this lady over here?”
Soon, a bright red, sparkling cocktail was presented to her. With a frown, Gwendolyn lifted her own
glass and took a sip from it.
“Thanks, but I don't like to drink alcohol with such unconventional colors.”
Then, she pushed the glass over to him.
The man raised a brow and let out a sigh.
“You really aren't going to entertain me, huh?”
Soon, a group of men and women crowded around him. “Peter, I never thought there would be a
woman you can't get!”
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