'That man, who I'd only glimpsed from afar at the banquet—so unattainable, surrounded and treated with such reverence—had actually helped me that night, too.'
Evelyn Grant suddenly recalled the night of the Aldrin Family's private banquet, when she had cautiously approached him to thank him for looking out for her.
The man had replied with a faint, nonchalant smile, "Which time?"
'No wonder.'
Her heart gave an unexpected lurch, flooded with an indescribable emotion. She pursed her lips, and just as she was about to speak, Liam Aldrin came storming over with a group of other guys in tow.
His face was filled with worry, but that turned to uncontainable rage the moment he saw Evelyn Grant being harassed. The whole group of six tall, brawny guys lined up in front of her. "Let go of her hand!"
