The person who was with President Archer just now, after President Archer and Serena Blackwood left, carried his wine glass himself to look for Natalie Vaughn.
He is the president of a real estate company, surname Lawson. Although he was somewhat unqualified for this party, he felt confident in front of a young girl like Natalie Vaughn.
As he got closer, he finally saw Natalie Vaughn clearly, and the closer he got, the brighter his eyes became. In his view, this young girl was much prettier than that Serena Blackwood.
Her eyes were bright like a little deer's, her profile was cool like a lotus, yet her full face was pure and adorable. She just sat there quietly, her long neck looking noble under the light like a white swan.
"Miss."
He finally spoke, too excited and nervous, his throat as dry as a desert.
Natalie Vaughn was interrupted from her deep thoughts by the voice, turned her head to look at the nervous-looking man, and slightly tilted her head.
