Chapter 118: Whatever You Wear is Nonsense

This seductress.

She's trying to seduce him at a time like this?

"Can you walk?" he still sensibly pushed Juliana Vanderbilt away, lowering his head to check on her foot.

"I can." Noticing Oliver Timmerman's response, Juliana Vanderbilt smiled, but the hand that was holding onto his arm did not let go.

Naturally, Oliver Timmerman didn't call her out on it, and instead wrapped his arm around her waist as they walked towards the elevator.

Faye Wright followed behind them, sneering secretly.

They really are too eager.

As several people entered the banquet hall, Faye Wright couldn't help but cover her mouth with both hands.

The banquets held by the Russo Financial Corporation really were on a different level from others'.

The sound of graceful and refined music floated throughout the grand banquet hall, and men and women from various countries were all dressed to the nines, their dresses floating as they moved.