Charles had been eyeing Ava ever since they got to the party, and he thought she was very beautiful, "I'm going to enjoy playing with her," he thought.
"Hi, It's nice to meet you," Ava said.
"You look really beautiful today," Charles compliments her, and it was not a lie. He had seen a lot of beautiful women abroad, but Ava was incomparable. He's never seen someone as innocent as her before.
Before she could say anything, Tristan stood beside her wearing a scowl on his face. His blood was boiling, he was hitting on her and it did not sit well with him.
He wanted to take her away from Charles right away. "Ava, I want to talk to you, and it's very urgent," Tristan said.
"What?" Ava asked, confused.
"Not here, let's go upstairs," he said, insistent.
"But the party's still going on," she said, it seemed like she did not want to be parted from Charles.
