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Jack couldn’t help but think that this proved how special Nancy was to Jacob.
Then, he spotted Nancy out of the corner of his eye. He couldn’t help but speak up, “Mr. Murray, isn’t that Ms. Smith over there?”
Startled by Jack’s words, Jacob jerked his head up to follow his gaze. His eyes landed on a figure in red.
Nancy was wearing a red backless evening gown with her long brown hair pinned up. Every move she made was captivating.
The red gown accentuated her beauty, making it impossible for anyone to look away from her.
Jacob’s eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, he was taken aback by her beauty. But when he noticed other men staring at her, his expression turned cold, and his eyes narrowed.
The men were intimidated by Jacob’s powerful bearing and quickly looked away.
He recognized the man standing next to Nancy as the same one who had claimed to be her childhood friend. A shadow crossed his eyes at that moment.
“Mr. Murray, it seems like Ms. Smith is the companion of Mr. Jennings. They seem to be getting along quite well-”
Zack’s words were cut off as he felt a chill run down his spine. He met Jacob’s emotionless gaze and
swallowed the rest of his sentence.
Looking at Stanley Jennings standing next to Nancy, Jacob felt a surge of annoyance. His grip tightened around the red wine glass, and a palpable tension filled the air.
Why had Nancy agreed to be Stanley’s companion when she had clearly been annoyed by him before?
On the other side of the room, Stanley reached out to take Nancy’s hand.
“Nance, how about we dance?”
Nancy felt uncomfortable with his forwardness. Frowning, she avoided his outstretched hand and coldly refused. “I don’t want to dance. Please ask someone else.”
She had only agreed to be Stanley’s companion on a whim, and now she regretted it. But she was a person of her word, so she had come to the event despite her reservations.
Nancy just wanted the evening to end already. She didn’t want to stay here a second longer.
“Nancy, do me a favor and dance with me. My friends are all watching…” Stanley’s face turned red with embarrassment as he tried to persuade her.
Nancy glanced at the group of men standing nearby, her expression growing even more annoyed.
They were all a bunch of spoiled rich kids, and Nancy had no positive feelings toward them. She wasn’t going to give them the satisfaction of having her dance with Stanley.
“I only agreed to attend this event with you, and I’ve already done that. Don’t bother me with anything else. “She then turned to leave.
After she spoke, Stanley’s friends gathered around, chiming in with their opinions.
“Stanley, Nancy is embarrassing you in front of everyone!”
“Look at her, she’s so arrogant. So she’s a famous designer–big deal! What’s she being so cocky about anyway?”
“I know, right? Even though she comes from a good family, Stanley, you’re no slouch either. You’re a Jennings, for goodness sake! For her to treat you like that is an insult!”
Stanley’s face turned a deeper shade of red with embarrassment. “Enough, guys. She’s always been like this, ever since she was a kid.”
The group of rich bachelors snickered and winked at each other, making suggestive comments.
“Stanley, why don’t you slip her a roofie? Once she’s under your control, she’ll do whatever you want.”
“Yeah, and once she’s yours, she’ll be begging for mercy. I’ve got some pills right here, mix them into her drink and she’ll be putty in your hands.”
Stanley hesitated for a moment. “I don’t think this is a good idea…”
“What’s wrong?” They kept urging Stanley. “You’ve liked her for years, and she’s still not giving you the Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.
someone else will snatch her from you and you’ll be left with time of day. If you don’t take action now nothing but regret.”
With that, Stanley’s doubts instantly disappeared, and he took the pills from his friends.
They were right; he had liked her for so long, and she still didn’t care about him. Tonight, he was going to make her his!