No matter in terms of appearance, demeanor, or figure... this man, Lucas Walker, was almost flawlessly impeccable.
Such a radiant and distinguished man would outshine any woman standing next to him.
However, when the two entered together, Ivana Bennett's presence was not the least bit overshadowed by Lucas Walker's.
Everyone noticed her.
The girl who was dressed in a black and gold gown standing next to Lucas was not petite as expected from an Asian girl.
She was tall, slender, elegant, and noble. Her face was not flat like that of the Orientals, but refined and profound.
Even the nobles who were usually blind to Asian features, were instantly captivated at first sight of her.
Fearing that she might feel uncomfortable in such a setting, Lucas gently patted the arm that was resting on his.
"Don't be nervous."
He was trying to comfort her, yet she responded nonchalantly.
"You underestimate me!"
