Novel Square
Chapter 27
Chapter 27
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Saint Hotel was filled with guests. Luxurious cars parked outside the hotel, and the people stepping out of the cars were either successful individuals in suits or elegant heiresses from prestigious families. The scene resembled a star-
studded fashion show.
Soon, a red Ferrari pulled up at the hotel entrance. Frank got out of the car and walked around to the passenger side, opening the door and resting his hand on the roof.
White stiletto heels touched the ground as slender, fair legs extended from the car. Alva stepped out, her silver dress flowing gracefully. Frank reached out his hand, his blue eyes gazing deeply at Alva.
She wore a silver off-shoulder evening gown, her long hair cascading down the left side of her chest. Her right ear was exposed, adorned with a long tassel earring that reached her collarbone. The whole ensemble was exquisitely crafted.
She put on makeup, not overly flashy or ostentatious, but gentle and elegant. Alva’s hand rested in Frank’s, and he held it tightly.
Alva looked at him helplessly.
Frank blinked and leaned closer to her. “I prefer holding your hand rather than you are holding mine.”
He always had a way with romantic words whenever he had the chance. Alva couldn’t be bothered to respond to him.
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“Let’s go inside,” she said.
The two of them walked in.
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The parking attendant moved their car, and as soon as it was driven away, an Aston Martin parked in the spot where they had just been. The driver immediately got out and opened the door. A shiny pair of handmade leather shoes emerged, followed by a pair of long, slender legs adorned in designer pants. Uriah, dressed in a black suit, stood tall under the luxurious crystal chandelier.
He stood there, looking at the people in front of him.
With a slender figure, tall stature, and graceful movements, the hem of her dress swayed lightly as she walked, as if blooming flowers. She was engaged in a conversation with someone nearby, but the noise in the hall made it difficult for her to hear clearly. She leaned closer, and the golden earrings swayed with her movements, shining brilliantly.
With a slight curve of her lips, a soft profile, and fluttering lashes, her every expression overshadowed the surrounding lights, dimming them in comparison.
Uriah squinted his eyes.
“Alva, tonight you are the most beautiful,” Frank said.
Alva couldn’t hear what he said clearly, so she leaned closer to better understand him.
She chuckled. “Don’t say redundant things. We have important matters to attend to.”
Frank brought her here to introduce her to some big shots in
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the fashion industry. It was also an opportunity to promote their brand and make Daven more prominent.
“Don’t worry, although I may appear carefree, I’m not as frivolous as I seem,” Frank assured her.
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Frank could speak English, but his pronunciation wasn’t great. Every time Alva heard him, she couldn’t help but smile. Now, hearing him speaking, it sounded like a visitation, and she couldn’t help but stifle a laugh, covering her mouth.
Seeing her laughter, Frank’s eyebrows arched, his eyes filled with a smiling gaze. She was bright and captivating, truly charming.
“Alva, you will always be the most enchanting woman in my heart,” Frank said.
Alva remained silent.
She looked around, searching for their target this time.
The chief editor of New Vogue magazine, Lance.
New Vogue had been the best-selling fashion magazine in the industry for many years. Having their work featured on the cover of New Vogue would be a great achievement.
This was a wonderful opportunity to make connections.
Soon, Alva spotted Lance.
She was wearing a purple gown, holding a glass of champagne, engaged in a conversation with a major boss.
“Frank, Chief Editor Lance is over there,” Alva pointed out.
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“Alva, your eyes are really sharp,” Frank remarked.
“Let’s go.”
The two of them walked over.
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In the distance, Roy glanced towards Alva’s direction and made his way to an inconspicuous corner.
At that moment, someone stood there, holding a glass of red wine, savouring its taste.
Roy looked at the person drinking, a smirk forming on his lips. “I knew you would come today.”