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Yves King had scarcely stepped in the door when he spotted the three conspicuous beauties in the crowd. Their radiant smiles sparkled with a pure, clean elegance, completely oblivious to others around them and deep in conversation. The allure they exuded was intrinsically captivating, a beautiful blend of different styles that had all the men present casting envious side glances their way.
Of course, given the high-end nature of the venue, all those present had some level of status and reputation. So even if they couldn't resist sneaking a glance at the beauties, they would still be mindful of maintaining their gentlemanly demeanor and wouldn't dare to shamelessly gawk. At most, they'd discreetly steal glances from the corners of their eyes.
