Mark Reed walked a few circles in the banquet hall, but couldn't find Valentine Teller.
His heart felt empty, and though his face wore a smile, it didn't reach his eyes.
Sharry Vaux, holding his arm, walked with him and could sense his absent-mindedness.
But she didn't mind.
Since she appeared at the company's anniversary gala as his fiancée, she should have the poise and grace.
She believed that as long as she tried hard, she could surely win over Mark Reed's heart.
She had worked hard for many years for this day.
Mark Reed drank quite a bit of alcohol, yet instead of getting drunk, he became even more sober.
He supported the slightly inebriated Sharry Vaux, took her to the lounge, and then, holding his phone, dialed in a secluded corner, calling the one who unsettled his heart all night.
The call was quickly answered, and the slight voice on the other end finally eased his mind, "Hello?"
"Where are you? Why can't I see you?"
