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This kiss wasn’t like the ones before — it was fierce, unapologetically aggressive. His hand gripped her head with
a firmness that allowed no escape, no retreat. Had he completely lost his mind? To pull a stunt like this in front of
everyone, in such a public setting!
When Verruckt finally released her, his words cut through the air, calm but laced with an icy finality. “You've seen
it now. She’s the one I love.”
His gaze swept across the room, dismissive of everyone present. “No one else could ever compare to her.”
The entire banquet hall seemed to hold its breath, stunned into silence. Verruckt had never publicly
acknowledged a girlfriend, let alone brought a woman to such an event. Even seeing him with a female
companion was a rarity. Yet here he was, openly declaring his affections for her in the grandest possible manner.
Fiona stood frozen, her disbelief etched into every line of her face. She stared at the scene, her mind screaming
for it to be a dream, a fabrication of her imagination. No! This couldn't be real.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAnd yet, no matter how much she wanted to deny it, there was no mistaking the truth. Verruckt’s kiss had been
far too genuine, too charged with emotion to be staged.
“Miss Smith, do you have any other questions?” Verruckt’s voice sliced through her spiraling thoughts, snapping
her back to reality.
Her breaths grew uneven as she glared at him, her voice shaking with suppressed fury. “Even if she’s your
girlfriend, so what? This is the Immortality Group's banquet, and Stuart family members aren't welchere!”
The socialites flanking Fiona quickly caught on, their eagerness to align with her palpable. They exchanged sly
glances before piling on their insults. “Exactly! Letting someone like her, who climbs her way up using men,
attend this banquet makes a mockery of high society!” “Miss Smith is absolutely right. The dumpster seems like
a more fitting place for Miss Stuart.”
However, the person who had uttered the last remark didn’t even get a chance to smirk before a resounding slap
turned her face to the side. A thin line of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth, vivid against her pale skin.
The black-clad figure responsible for the strike had already retreated. Verruckt calmly stood with an
expressionless face.
The woman who was slapped, stunned and clutching her reddened cheek, cried out in disbelief, “How dare you!”
Her eyes burned with fury as she fixed Verruckt with a scathing glare, momentarily forgetting Fiona’s affection
for him in her outrage. Her voice rose in indignation. “How dare you let someone lay a hand on me!”
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