Caroline's commanding presence filled the room as she addressed Theresa directly, her voice cutting through the tension like a blade. "Of course, I know Mr. Calvin Hudson, Theresa. This man saved my life. Have you made him feel uncomfortable?" she demanded, her tone tinged with disappointment and reproach.Theresa's composure shattered like glass, her hands visibly trembling as she struggled to form coherent words. "I-I... I'm deeply sorry. I had no idea... I didn't know this man was truly acquainted with you, Mrs. Turner," she stuttered, her voice quivering with genuine remorse and embarrassment.Caroline's expression softened slightly as she regarded Theresa with a mixture of empathy and disappointment. "You owe Mr. Hudson an apology, Theresa. Not to me," she stated firmly, her words carrying weight as she emphasized the gravity of Theresa's actions and the importance of accountability.“M-Mister Hudson…” Theresa began, her voice faltering under the weight of Calvin's stern gaze and
Calvin's heart raced as he rushed through the lobby of the hotel. The faint scent of cologne wafted around him, a reminder of his efforts to present himself impeccably for the evening ahead.Upon reaching his room, Calvin wasted no time in shedding his previous attire, the fabric pooling at his feet as he stepped into the spacious bathroom. The sound of cascading water filled the room as he adjusted the temperature to his liking, relishing the sensation of the refreshing shower washing away the remnants of the day.Emerging from the shower, Calvin's reflection in the mirror revealed a man transformed, his features sharp and defined, accentuated by the tailored lines of the suit that now adorned his frame. With a satisfied nod, he reached for his wristwatch, the sleek design gleaming under the soft glow of the bathroom lights. Time was of the essence, and Calvin knew he had to make haste.As Calvin stepped out of the hotel and into the waiting taxi, the city lights glittered like a sea
As Brian departed, Nancy glided over to Christina with all the subtlety of a crashing wave. Christina braced herself for Nancy's onslaught, her expression a mask of serenity despite the thinly veiled disdain in Nancy's words. "Well, well, look who's flying solo once again. Maybe a little less arrogance would do you good. You know, Brian's got himself some eye candy now," Nancy quipped, her tone dripping with condescension as she delivered her unsolicited advice.Christina met Nancy's gaze with unwavering composure, refusing to let the barbed remarks pierce her calm facade. "Thank you for your concern, Nancy, but rest assured, I do have a date who'll be arriving shortly," she replied coolly, her voice laced with quiet confidence.As Nancy's attention shifted to the more enticing company of Brian's new companion, Christina couldn't help but feel a flicker of amusement at the irony of the situation. With a barely perceptible nod in Nancy's direction, she couldn't resist a subtle jab."Pe
Right after that, a taxi screeched to a halt, its tired engine coughing out a cloud of exhaust fumes, the security guard, clad in his formal attire, moved swiftly to intercept it. His expression, a mix of confusion and disapproval, betrayed his instinct to redirect the vehicle away from the grandeur of the event. However, his hand hesitated mid-air as a passenger within the taxi produced an invitation card, silencing his objections with a simple yet authoritative gesture.In the midst of the crowd, curious whispers and pointed stares followed the taxi's unconventional arrival, casting a shadow of intrigue over the otherwise glamorous affair. Alana, her demeanor exuding an air of refined elegance, exchanged a disdainful glance with Kevin Lang, the esteemed doctor, as they both watched the scene unfold before them. Brian, his polished facade momentarily faltering, furrowed his brow in disbelief, while Nancy, her features twisted into a mask of haughty superiority, raised a disdainful ey
Brian, still reeling from the unexpected turn of events, voiced his incredulity with a mixture of shock and disdain. "Who is that guy? Is he Christina's date? Has she gone mad?" he muttered, his words tinged with disbelief.Nancy, ever quick to seize an opportunity to disparage, scoffed at Christina's choice. "Christina is stupid. She chose that garbage over you," she sneered, her tone dripping with contempt as she shot Brian a smug glance.Meanwhile, Kevin, standing not far from Nancy and Brian, widening his eyes in disbelief, struggled to comprehend what he was witnessing. "Is it... Calvin?" he asked, his disbelief evident in his voice as he glanced back and forth between Christina and Calvin.Meanwhile, Alana, her jealousy rearing its ugly head, refused to accept the possibility of Calvin's genuine intentions. "He came here on purpose. I knew it! He wants to make me jealous," she muttered, her voice tinged with bitterness as she watched Calvin and Christina's interaction with a mix
As Kevin's words hung in the air, Alana wasted no time joining the conversation, eager to add her own barbs to the mix. "Frankly, I'm surprised to see you here, Calvin," she remarked, her tone dripping with thinly veiled contempt. Her gaze swept over Calvin, from his meticulously tailored suit to his polished shoes, with a disdainful flick of her eyes."That suit you're wearing," she continued, her voice laced with skepticism, "it's far too expensive for someone like you. Where did you get the money for it? Borrowing, perhaps?" Her words were like icy daggers, cutting through the already tense atmosphere, eliciting murmurs of agreement from the surrounding guests.Calvin, however, remained composed in the face of her accusations. He met Alana's gaze squarely, his expression unwavering. "Alana, that is none of your concern," he stated firmly, his voice tinged with defiance. "You claim to be from high society, but your attitude doesn't reflect it. It's true that money can't buy you clas
Christina's expression softened as she leaned in closer to Calvin, her voice barely above a whisper amidst the hum of the bustling ballroom. "I'm truly sorry about how they treated you," she murmured, her tone laced with regret. "They can be insufferable at times, but please don't let it ruin your evening."Calvin met her gaze with a grateful smile, his eyes reflecting warmth. "Thank you, Christina," he replied softly, his voice carrying a note of appreciation. "Honestly, I've dealt with worse. Their opinions don't matter to me."Christina breathed a sigh of relief, her features softening with genuine concern. "I'm glad to hear that," she said, her eyes conveying gratitude. "You deserve better than their judgmental attitudes."Their exchange was brief but meaningful, a silent understanding passing between them amidst the anticipation that filled the room. As the charity ball was on the brink of commencing, the master of ceremonies stepped onto the stage, his presence commanding the at
Calvin and Christina glanced in Nancy's direction, noticing her intense glare directed at them. Nancy's voice, edged with anger. Her voice was full of anger, “I will ask again. Are you talking about me?”Christina responded nonchalantly, "Well, if we were, would it be a problem?" Her casual demeanor seemed to irk Nancy even more, who let out an exasperated growl.Turning her attention back to the fashion show, Christina maintained her composed stance, refusing to be drawn into further confrontation with Nancy. Calvin just smiled, knowing that Christina and Nancy were like fire and ice. As the show progressed, showcasing one exquisite ensemble after another, the atmosphere in the room was electric with anticipation.As the MC's voice reverberated through the grand ballroom, guests turned their attention to the sleek tablets stationed at their tables. The devices glowed softly in the dim light, displaying a dazzling array of haute couture and ready-to-wear ensembles showcased in the fir