"It's alright!" As soon as the other party spoke, Mellisa's heart stung.
She slowly raised her eyes, and was welcomed with Leonard's overly handsome figure.
The man stood in front of her, looking at her with a deep smile on his thin lips.
His eyes observed Mellisa carefully, then as he stepped forward, he reached out his hands, and arrogantly embraced the person in his arms.
Almost immediately, he asked in a hoarse tone. "Miss, may I ask you to dance?"
When Mellisa was pulled into his arms, it was as if stars were melting in her eyes.
She lifted her head slightly, and she clearly saw the reflection of her mask in his sunglasses.
She curled her lips and asked, "Is this the upper class tradition of inviting a woman? Embrace her first and then wait for her answer?"