Chapter 183

Mercer stood very close to Calla, bending his head to remove the brooch. His scent enveloped her, making it hard for her to breathe. With so many eyes on them, she felt incredibly nervous.

Luckily, the emcee had moved on to the next part of the party—dancing.

The crystal chandeliers in the ballroom dimmed, and a melodious waltz began to play. The guests took their partners and started to dance.

Mercer kept working on her dress. His fingers occasionally brushed against her skin, which drove Calla crazy. Her heart was in turmoil because of him!

"Are you done yet?" Calla asked, irritated.

Mercer didn't answer, still focused on the brooch.

"Why don't you get some scissors?" she suggested impatiently.

He remained silent, making Calla so anxious she started to tap her feet. "Did you hear me?"

By this time, Sophie had eagerly approached, followed by a concerned Pierre.

"Mercer, let me help you!" Sophie was already fuming, seeing Mercer so close to Calla.

As Sophie approached, Calla