Wearing a black tuxedo with a red vest, Cayden was awkwardly standing in the common room, waiting for Darcy, who was getting ready. He kept touching his hair to make sure nothing was disheveled time and time again as he did not want to look shabby at all.
A few of Darcy's subordinates had told him that he was looking great, but nothing helped him calm his anxiety. It's not a regular occurrence for a person like him to attend a party of such a big caliber. Fortunately, Dominic had not been around since the morning to tarnish the rest of his confidence in the dung.
Soon, Darcy entered the common room where Cayden was, and she flashed a beautiful smile in his direction, making him stunned and breathless.