Everyone had a look as if they had seen a ghost, watching Kyle Keaton take the initiative to place his hand into July Quinn’s palm.
"Lord Keaton didn’t throw her out? He even placed his hand in July Quinn’s palm?"
"Did July Quinn successfully break Lord Keaton’s rules? Oh my god, this feels just like a dream."
"What’s going on? In my head, I’ve conjured up a thousand-word novel of the ’Domineering President Falls in Love with Me’ variety."
"Could it be that Lord Keaton prefers assertive women? If I had known, I shouldn’t have been so reserved earlier and should have just gone up to invite Lord Keaton to dance!"
The crowd was buzzing with opinions, while Victor Hawthorne remained bewildered.
At this moment, July Quinn had already pulled Kyle Keaton’s hand, leading him into the dance floor.
They were dancing the waltz, twirling and embracing freely in the sea of music.
Especially July Quinn’s stunning golden fishtail dress, which occasionally reflected the most dazzling light as they spun, capturing the gaze of everyone present.
They looked like a perfect match, as if they were the most harmonious souls in the world.
However, what outsiders didn’t know was that the harmonious couple was questioning each other beneath the beautiful dance melody.
"July Quinn, do you know the people from the Celestial Peaks? And how did you persuade them to find those proofs for you?"
This question had been troubling Kyle Keaton all along, with related scenarios constantly appearing in his mind.
If he didn’t get a clear answer tonight, he surely wouldn’t be able to sleep.
Yet, under his questioning, the woman’s red lips curled high up: "Why, worried I traded my looks for those things?"
Even though the man had lost his previous memories, he was still as prone to wild speculations as before.
This made July Quinn unable to resist the urge to tease him.
"Didn’t you?" Kyle Keaton saw July Quinn smiling so boldly and felt increasingly stifled.
Subsequently, he unconsciously tightened his grip around July Quinn’s waist.
Feeling the discomfort at her waist, July Quinn continued to smile openly: "Whatever you think it is, let it be."
She used to get upset by the man’s wild speculations, but now she couldn’t be bothered to get angry.
If he didn’t care about her, he wouldn’t always be so suspicious.
However, when he was being paranoid, she had to do something to divert the man’s attention.
"July Quinn!" Not getting the answer he desired, the man seemed rather irritable.
Yet, he felt July Quinn suddenly pulled his arm, throwing him outward.
At the right moment, she reeled him back in and asked in his ear: "Your dance is quite good? Who did you learn it from? A man or a woman?"
"It’s me asking you now, not you asking me!" the man clamored.
Kyle Keaton wanted to accuse her of being unreasonable.
But just then, he heard the woman say: "Really sickening!"
As she finished speaking, the woman let go of his hand and turned to leave the dance floor.
Why is it that every time he’s about to lose his temper, this woman always manages to be even more unreasonable?
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He wanted to catch up with July Quinn and get to the bottom of things.
But he saw Liam Monroe, who had just finished his speech, already by July Quinn’s side.
The two didn’t seem to be talking about anything, both with smiles on their faces.
At that moment, it felt as if his anger was fueled even more, burning fiercely.
He rushed to stand in front of July Quinn and Liam Monroe, wanting to question their relationship.
But Liam Monroe beat him to it, greeting him proactively: "Mr. Keaton, long time no see, hope you’re well!"