The person at the forefront who was yelled at turned green with embarrassment.


    Seeing this scene, everyone thought, Rumor has it that Keh doesn''t even respect the president, which seems true. He''s extremely arrogant. But there was nothing they could do about this With the past insident as a warning, no one else dared to approach Keh.


    In an inconspicuous corner of the banquet hall, a gaze like that of a venomous snake was fixed on Ophelia.


    Jonathan said, "So it''s she? Things are getting more interesting


    "What did you say, Jonathan Phoebe asked as she leaned in slightly.


    Jonathan put down his ss and stood up. With a cunning smile, he said. "This time, I''ll go with your idea" He lifted his eyelids, giving Phoebe a cursory nce. Then, he left.


    Jonathan''s figure vanished from the banquet hall, leaving Phoebe in disbelief, thinking she misunderstood. She thought, Does Jonathan really agree with my n?


    Phoebe s gaze fell on Ophelia and Keh in the distance.


    Ophelia was enjoying some dessert, a pink strawberry mousse that matched the color of her soft lips.


    Keh sat beside Ophelia. watching, his eyes almost overflowing with tenderness.


    Within a ten-meter radius, not even a fly dared to approach them.


    "Is it good" Keh asked as he used his well-defined thumb to wipe the cream off the corner of Ophelia''s lips gently.


    Oph replied, "Yeah. Keh, can you get me another macaron, the one with red bean filling? And also that mango


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    She sat on the spacious sofa, feeling out o


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    Ophelia took the opportunity to head towards the restroom in the banquet hall.


    Due to the presence of Xander and Elena, almost everyone had gathered in the banquet hall at that moment. The restroom was empty, not a single person in sight. Ophelia pushed open the stall door, and she suddenly stopped before she could reach the sink. Behind her, something cold and hard silently pressed against her waist. "Ms. Spencer, my boss wants to see you, a low, unfamiliar woman''s voice called out from behind her.


    Without giving the woman behind her a chance to react, Ophelia quickly turned around, grabbed the woman''s wrist holding the gun, and used her momentum to give the woman a sharp ellow strike. The gun ttered to the floor.


    The woman, also trained, kicked the gun away and engaged in hand-to-handbat with Ophelia.


    Even though Ophelia struck with uracy, aiming for weak points, the woman stubbornly took each blow with her body. These moves happened in just a few seconds.


    Ophelia resized something, she thought, Wait! Her techniques are so entangling, almost like... Suddenly, she felt unsteady and stepped back a couple of steps. The woman in front of her started to blur.


    The woman said. "I know you are quite skilled, so I used an invisible gas for you specifically. Forcing you to act was to make you mhale it quickly. You must feel weak now. It''s truly impressive you''vested this long At the same time, she wiped the blood from her mouth. She thought. I never imagined she would be so skilled; I really underestimated her