Masquerade Dance
Dian had turned the once diverse chattering crowd into a flock of sophisticate intriguing one. As the music played, it gave everyone the indication that it was time for the dance. Of course, a masquerade cannot end without such.
However, it was customary for the elite to have a power couple glide off the dance floor first before the rest can join, the question for tonight was—whose gonna be the power couple for tonight?
Of course, Dian had someone in mind, that's why she had dressed up Xhemin gorgeously, so she can throw her out to her favorite bet.
Every single female socialite stood there wishing they could be picked up by a partner of great caliber especially the high-class socialites who refused to go to the dance floor knowing that the host—the Lagdameo heir to be exact, hadn't picked up someone yet.
It was the L Empire's ball, thus it was rather reasonable to assume that Darryl, as host should lead the dance.
But where was the Lagdameo heir?