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Chapter 16: BANQUET HALL
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2025-03-23 11:52:16Iris pov
The journey that felt like forever finally stopped as the Black Bentley car came to pick me up and halted in front of a huge building. It was a skyscraper—this place must be owned by someone super rich. Before I could grasp the handle of the door, a man dressed in a suit opened it while bowing.It’s the master of the guard who brought me to Damon earlier. I haven’t seen him in a long time.I held the flowing forest green gown the stylist made for me together and bowed to the guards as well.“There’s no need, young madam,” he said, his deep voice contrasting with the cold expression always on his face.He gestured for me to move further into the huge building. I clutched my dress tightly to walk, wishing I could change the style, but they mentioned it was what Damon had picked for me.The gown was a striking forest green with a long slit to my thigh and the back exposed, held together by a thin rope at my waist. I was e
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