After trying on the wedding dress and lingering for a long time, evening had come. Asher Land took Sophie Smith out for dinner before preparing to head home.
The car drove through the bustling, noisy streets illuminated by neon lights. Sophie turned her head towards the car window, quietly observing everything around her.
Asher Land wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him.
The beautiful image of her in the wedding dress lingered in his mind like a spell he couldn't escape.
The car stopped at a traffic light.
The wait was a bit long. Asher lowered the car window and glanced outside. But with that glance, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.
Irene Morton...
Why hadn't she left Eastern City?
At the entrance of a nightclub, Irene was wearing a seductive lace outfit and a spaghetti strap dress, walking with a slight unsteadiness. It seemed she had consumed some alcohol. Two men were beside her, helping her into a car, moving in the opposite direction.
