Goodbye, My Love

Everyone’s face changed once they heard this.

It was a known fact that banquets like this were only attended by the top one percent of the society. No average person or lower-class people were invited here.

Loraine would have been qualified to come if she was still married to

Marco.

But now that she was a divorcee, the guests were curious to know how she got in.

Whispers filled the air at this moment. Some of the guests kicked against her presence here.

A playful smile appeared on Loraine’s face.

Keely hadn’t changed one bit. She was still fond of belittling her irrespective of where they were.

Loraine tilted her head and uttered calmly, “Keely, what do you mean?

This party was thrown by my company, Universe Group. Why can’t I attend?”

Keely bit her lower lip. It skipped her mind that Loraine was now an employee of Universe Group. Employees were allowed to attend.

When Keely saw that Marco’s face was hardened, she Lowered her eyes and said with grievance, “Well, I didn’t mean any harm. I was just looking out for you. After all, you used to be Marco’s wife. I didn’t want you to get embarrassed in this place. You don’t even have a date…”

What the hell was this woman talking about?

Was Keely mocking her that no men wanted to date her?

Loraine was amused. Just when she was about to retort, a pleasant male voice interrupted them.

“Who said she didn’t have a date?”

Keely turned around and saw a gentleman in a bespoke blue suit. He was walking towards them with a warm smile. This man was none other than

Cayson-the host of the banquet.

Cayson walked straight to Loraine and put his arm around her slender waist. The two of them looked like an elegant and noble couple at this moment.

“I’m Lorrie’s date,” he said, smiling at Loraine. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Shocked gasps filled the entire hall.

The curious eyes of all the guests were fixed on the four people.

Marco’s eyes suddenly became bloodshot. He stared at Cayson’s hand which was around his ex-wife’s slender waist. The urge to break them apart filled his insides.