Chapter 451: Love Will Not Be Born, Nor Will It Perish

"However..." Just as everyone seemed to understand, Hank Clegg's tone suddenly shifted, "Even if it wasn't like that before, tonight, I intended to propose."

His words surprised not only Victoria but also those around them.

A proposal?

Victoria's eyes widened, staring at Hank Clegg beside her.

His face seemed no different from before, yet there was something off.

"You..." She wanted to confirm whether he was joking or not.

Why bring up a marriage proposal now?

Was Hank Clegg serious?

The dazzling lights of the banquet hall were shining down from above, thousands of crystal beads casting a dizzying glow.

Hank Clegg's face was bathed in this sacred light.

He slowly extended his hand and held onto Victoria's fingertips.

Victoria felt her blood rushing in waves, alternating between fiery heat and icy cold within her fingertips...

It was as if she were dreaming.

She watched as Hank Clegg pulled out a small jewelry box.

It was sky blue, adorned with a cute white bow on top.