Laura Quincy's cheeks turned red uncontrollably, the flush spreading all the way to her ears...
Shannon Young snorted lightly, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder!"
Yasmine Thorne tugged at her pant skirt, "I'm not really in the habit of wearing skirts! Besides, I can't dance..."
Her fate was in that man's hands, she had neither the privilege nor the mood to dance with other men, if he found out, she'd be the one to suffer...
Thinking of that domineering man, she let out a silent sigh in her heart.
Shelly Shaw felt a bit helpless with the two of them, "Laura doesn't dress up because she has a boyfriend, Yasmine, with you like this... what can I say? There are quite a few elite gentlemen here tonight, maybe one of them is your destined Prince Charming?"
Yasmine Thorne's lips curled into a bitter smile, "Prince Charming? I've never dared to hope for that."
Shannon Young sneered, "At least you have some self-awareness!"
