Chapter 36:
Before Elena could say anything, the girl was already seething with anger.
“Are you finished?” Elena kept her tone flat. “If so, be quiet. You’re giving me a headache.”
“You…” The girl was too furious to form a proper reply.
Suddenly, the entire room fell silent. Someone exclaimed, “Wow, it’s Wesley!”
Elena lifted her gaze and caught sight of Wesley in a tailored black suit, his tall frame commanding immediate attention. Their eyes met, and a wave of gasps swept through the crowd.
The vibrant banquet fell into a sudden hush as every eye fixed on Wesley.
A handful of socialites recognized him immediately and brightened with excitement.
“Wasn’t Wesley supposed to be at the Imperial Club tonight? Why is he here at the Peak Hotel?”
“Wesley is so attractive! He hasn’t been seen in public for months, and catching a glimpse of him today is pure luck!”
“Wesley is looking at me! How do I look tonight? Is my makeup still flawless? I didn’t even bother with my hair. If only I had known Wesley was coming, I would have worn that backless dress…”
The room buzzed with animated chatter as the young ladies filled with anticipation.
Elena noticed that Wesley seemed different from the previous evening. His presence now carried an even colder intensity.
As Wesley strode confidently toward the crowd, Elena realized he was taller than she had imagined, even standing half a head above her brothers.
With broad shoulders and a trim waist, his impeccably tailored suit highlighted his lean legs and flawless physique, drawing admiring sighs from the young women with every step.
One girl couldn’t resist commenting, “Wesley has an incredible physique. He must be incredibly strong!”
Elena’s eyes traveled over his midsection as she quickly estimated he probably had at least an eight-pack. Quietly, she admitted to herself that he was indeed very strong.
After reaching that realization, Elena’s gaze returned to Wesley’s face. When their eyes met once more, she paused for a few lingering seconds. It felt as if he could read her innermost thoughts. Abruptly, Elena looked away and lightly touched her nose.
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The red-haired girl, who had warned Elena earlier, eagerly hurried over to Wesley. With a beaming expression, she exclaimed, “Wesley, what a coincidence! I never expected to see you here. We must be destined to meet…”
A soft blush colored her cheeks as she gazed up at the striking lines of Wesley’s face.
Before she could complete her thought, Wesley strode past her without pause.
In an instant, her smile vanished. She abruptly turned and focused on his towering silhouette, her eyes following him as he made his way directly to Elena.
Clearly accustomed to the adoration of onlookers, Wesley remained unruffled and stopped directly in front of Elena.
All eyes in the room were fixed on Wesley, the mysterious leader of the Spencer family. Because of his commanding and formidable aura, no one in the crowd dared to act impulsively.
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