Masquerade Dance (5)

The sight of Darryl slowly approaching in made everyone regretted their previous act. The Lagdameo heir stopped at once to take off his mask and in a moment his gorgeous face, that doesn't look please at the moment, drew everyone's attention to him.

"The shoe belongs to the DML collection" Darryl said in a beautiful dark voice that was calm, yet there was something in the way he spoke that gave everyone fright. Everyone grew silent and the guests that once flocked in to scoop in the commotion all made way for the Lagdameo heir.

"DML? It sounds familiar but I can't recall where I heard that" Someone from the guest whispered to his companion.

"Idiot! DML means Dannah Margarita Lagdameo, their grandmother!" Someone hissed the other.

" Goodness , is that one of the DML Luxury shoes? Come let's have a clear view"

"Oh that's why it's low heeled; it was made several years ago, but definitely expensive!"