hapter 110 Should I be scared?


    ire and Talia made their way towards the grand ballroom, the anticipation palpable in the air. As they approached, Calze couldn''t help but notice the guests outside, their eyes flickering towards them and murmurs rippling through the crowd. Ta leaned in, her voice barely a whisper. "Do you think they''re looking at us?" she asked, a hint of uncertainty in her tone


    ire nced at her friend, a reassuring smile on her lips. "They''re probably just admiring our dresses," she replied, her voice confident.


    Tachuckled, nodding in agreement. "You''re right. They do look fabulous," she said, adjusting the hem of her gown


    As they reached the entrance, ire handed her imitation to the staff, who ushered them inside with a polite nod. Stepping into the ballroom, ire felt the wright of expectation settle on hershoulders


    This was her first business forum in there years, and the pressure was immense. People from all over the world were attending, each one a titan in the business world.


    Talia noticed ire''s tension and ced aforting hand onber shoulder, shooting her a reassuring smile. "You''ve got this, ire," she said, her voice filled with confidence. "This is your yground, remember!"


    tce chuckled softly, grateful for Talia''s support, and together they moved deeper into the room, mingling with the other guests. All eyes were on them as they walked, whispers swirling around them, admiring the striking duo they made.


    As they mingled, ire''s elegant dress drew the attention of the women, who whispered amongst themselves, trying to guess the designer. ire couldn''t help but feel a sense of pride at the attention, knowing that her presence made an impact.


    A man in histe thirties approached ire, holding champagne ss in his hand, "I don''t believe we''ve met before," he said, his voice smooth and confident


    ire raised an eyebrow, deciding to y along with the charade rather than reveal her true identity.


    After all, where was the fan in that? She shed him a charming smile. "You''re right, I''m new here," she replied, hertone Light and yful.


    The man-sized ire up, his gaze Lingering a little too long forfort. He smirked, raiding a step closer, encroaching on ire''s personal space,


    Talia, standing beside her, shot him a look of disgust, but ire maintained herposure, forcing another smile.


    The man leaned in, his voice low and suggestive. "You''re too beautiful to be at this boring business event," he said, his words dripping with insincerity. "You should be having fun instead. Maybe we could have some fun together once this is over." ire couldn''t help but chuckle at his audacity, the attempt at flirting falling t. She took a step back, unable to hide her amusement. "Oh, really?" she replied, her toneced with sarcasm


    The man nodded eagerly, clearly pleased with himself. "Absolutely," he said, oblivious to ire''sck of interest.


    "You should fix your behavior," ire said firmly, her eyes lodding with his. "It''s embarrassing, especially at an event like i this.*


    The man''s face reddened with embarrassment, but instead of taking her words to heart, he bristled with indignation


    "You should watch your mouth," he retorted, his toneced with hostility. "You don''t know who you''re talking to."


    ire rolled her eyes, a hint of mockery in her voice. "Oooh, I''m scared," she replied sarcastically, only serving to further Irritate him.


    Before he could respond, a voice called out ire''s name, and she turned to see Adrian Saint Laurent making his way towards her with a smile on his face. Relief washed over her as she greeted him warmly "Adrian, It''s so good to see you again," ire said, the tension dissipating in his presence


    Adrian retumed the sentiment, his smile widening. "Likewise, ire. I was hoping I''d run into you here."


    The man who had been attempting to dirt with ire looked contused, his gaze stufting between them. Adrian''s expression turned cold as he noticed the man''s presence, his demeanor bing ley "Excuse me, could you move?" Adrian said sharply, his tone booking no argument.


    The man smirked, crossing his arms defiantly. "Why should 1 Thisdy is just ady escort and if you''re so eager to see, maybe we could share her."


    "You should watch your mouth. Adrian red at him-Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    ire felt her blood boil at the man''s disrespectfulment, but she knew better than to let it escte. She ced a restraining hand on Adrian''s amn, shaling her head subtly to deter him from taking action


    "It''s not worth it, Adrian," ire whispered, her voice calm but firm


    Adriamclenched his jaw, clearly struggling to contain his anger. He shot onest re at the man before turning his attention back to ire, silently seething Meanwhile, ire turned her gaze back to the man, her expression steely, "You need to fix your behavior and leam not to mess with me," she said, her voice dripping with authority. The man scoffed arrogantly, refusing to back down, "And what are you going to do? Tell you


    your parents?"


    re smirked, her confidence unwavering. "No, but I know someone far more powerful." Confusion flickered across his face for a moment before ne shifted her gaze to the man standing behind him.


    with anod of recognition, she greeted him. "Mr. Albrecht."


    The man tumed around, his expression brightening as he recognized ire. "Ah, re! It''s wonderful to see you," he eximed, stepping forward to get her ire wasted no time in addressing theser at hand. "Mr. Albercht, I''ve encountered a rather rade guest who has been verbally harassing me," she exined her


    Mr. Alburdt''s bow furrowed with concern. "Who is It? I''ll have him removed immediately. This business event is supposed to be professional," he said, his tone


    Care''s eyes shifted towards the man standing in front of her, prompting Mr. Albrecht to follow her gaze.


    His expression hardened as he caught sight of the offender.


    in Mr. Byron?" Mr. Albrecht asked, already knowing the answer.


    M Albrecht turned to Lace Mr. Byron, his demeanor stem. "You love no shame, You bo


    bother our important guest despite the fact that you already have a wife


    Mr. Byron''s fare contacted with indignation. "Who is she anyway?" he demanded.


    Mr. Albrecht shook his head Indisbelief."This is ire Peterson, the CEO, and the mastermind behind Metacortex.


    ire couldn''t help but smile proudly at the recognition, her chest swelling with pride, Mr. Byron''s eyes widened in shock, his mouth opening and closing oundlessly he triggled to form a response


    Before he could muster any words, Mr. Aber insted to the guards, his gesture film and decisive


    "Escort MB out of the event," hemanded, bis voice brooking no argument,


    at the security guards approached, Mr. Byron began to protest, lus voice rising in indignation. But the other guests had already taken notice of the scene, their mennus growing louder an they watched the unfolding drama. "You can do this to me! I''m one of you people Mr. Byron screamed as the cards I him out of the ballroom


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    whispers wondering what happened, but one can only guess.