The gentleman, who had been a bit disheartened upon her refusal, immediately wore a joyful expression on his face when she unexpectedly agreed and extended his hand towards her.
Before he could touch her hand, someone had already grabbed his coat collar from behind and, within a second, yanked him a meter away.
Lucas Walker ascended the stage, stood in front of her, and held her outstretched hand, "Have you been waiting for me?"
The man who had been tossed away dusted himself off with a frown, noticed the bodyguards standing behind Lucas and looking at him with watchful eyes, pulled a thin smile, and gracefully retreated.
They're kidding, right?!
Ivana Bennett was near tears.
How did this guy find her so fast? Did he have an X-ray vision or something?
"Sir, you...must be mistaken me for someone else, right?" She argued desperately.
"Is that so?" Lucas leaned down to look at her face, "Well then, what a fortuitous misunderstanding. Let me ask you for a dance."
