Hannah drove to the hotel.
Bryson was already there, standing outside the hotel, his tall stature and striking features drawing the attention
of many guests.
When Hannah arrived, Bryson went downstairs, opened the car door, held her hand, and helped her out, his eyes
soft with tenderness.
“I'm sorry, I'm late,” Hannah said.
Bryson smiled, still holding her hand.
“It’s fine.
| just got here myself.
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Together, they entered the hotel arm in arm.
Hannah walked into the banquet hall, drawing envious and admiring looks from many women present.
This was Hannah's first official party since she cback.
She moved closer to Bryson and whispered, “What's the occasion?”
Bryson replied, “We're about to start a new project at the company.
This is a celebration for that.
He continued, “But that’s just the official reason.
Bryson took her hand and said in a hushed tone meant only for her, “The Moreno Group is also sending
representatives tonight.
We're hosting this celebration as a front for them.
Hannah's eyebrows lifted subtly as they entered the banquet hall, steering away from the previous topic.
The Mitchell Group, a powerhouse in the business world, boasted diverse interests spanning entertainment,
hotels, real estate, and tourism.
Being the industry giant, the Mitchell family wielded formidable influence.
Once the group launched a project, it seized media attention, swiftly becoming Valmere’s hottest topic.
Tonight's banquet, besides promoting their project, drew a crowd from the entertainment world, including
numerous celebrities.
Inside the hall, people toasted and conversed, enveloped in an atmosphere of elegance.
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Bryson and Hannah entered hand in hand, immediately commanding attention.
Hannah dazzled in a long, pale yellow off-shoulder dress that accentuated her complexion.
The lace on her chest, embellished with fine diamonds, shimmered alluringly.
Her slender waist and crystal high heels completed her graceful appearance, drawing admiration from all the
women present.
Bryson, tall and straight in a navy blue tuxedo, exuded a cold, untouchable demeanor with his angular features
and deep eyes.
As Hannah held his arm, she smiled sweetly.
Together, they appeared as a perfect couple, stirring envy among onlookers.
In the bustling crowd, conflicts inevitably brewed.
Shortly after their arrival, someone approached with a glass of wine.