As the light in the corridor was dim, Michelle was dragged by him until she was pulled to a corner. At
that moment, she saw his face clearly.
"Why are you here, Wyn? What do you want to do? "
She subconsciously stepped back because she didn't want to have any more intersection with him.
"What's your relationship with him?" Wyn stared at her coldly.
His question amused her.
"Wyn Mu, I think this has nothing to do with you." After that, she turned around and was about to leave.
However, she was stopped by the man.
Wyn held her tightly in his arms at once.
Michelle pushed him away angrily, her pretty face turning red. "Wyn, let go of me."
Holding her hand firmly, he bent down and kissed her. She felt queasy. When his lips left, she gave him
a hard slap on the face and wiped the traces he left on her lips. The disdainful look once again stung
his heart.
In the dark corridor, Scott was standing there.
He saw clearly the scene when Wyn kissed Michelle. The fire of anger was burning in his heart, which
made him uncomfortable.
Scott could not control himself anymore. He strode towards her and took her hand in front of Wyn.
Scott gave him a cold look before leaving.
But next second, her another hand was grabbed by Wyn. At this moment, only sorrow could be seen in
his eyes.
"If you don't want me to hate you, let me go." With her back to him, Michelle said. Her eyes were filled
with hatred and tears.
It turned out that she would still feel heartbroken to see him after such a long time. She would never
forgive his betrayal.
Slowly, he let go of her. However, Scott didn't look back at him, but left the place with his arms around
Michelle. In a dim corner, Wyn's tall figure slid to the ground. He lowered his head and held it.
Then she entered the banquet hall again with Scott.
The party had started. In front of everyone, Scott held her hand and walked slowly to the center of the
banquet hall. All of a sudden, the light in the banquet hall turned off and a beautiful melody came to her
ears.
Scott let go of her, with one hand squeezing his clothes, and the other stretching out to her, "Beautiful
lady, may I invite you for a dance?"
Michelle's eyes widened. She stared at him in disbelief.
What was going on?
Her boss invited her to dance! Shouldn't he invite those rich ladies? At this moment, Michelle could feel
that some people were staring at her with great hatred.
"I... I can't dance..." She stepped back and shook her head.
Scott stepped forward and held her hand to bring her into the dancing floor. "Follow me. I'll take you.
Don't be afraid."
Though she didn't give up persuading Scott, she did have a good comprehension. It took only a few
steps for her to learn the whole thing. At first, they didn't get along well with each other, but later they
began to have a tacit understanding.
However, just before that, Michelle had stepped on his feet countless times. She lowered her head and
saw the footprint on his expensive black leather shoes.
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