Chapter 466: We're Not Acquainted

Hong Yihuan was drenched, shivering uncontrollably, her pitiful appearance tugging at heartstrings. There was a moment of silence in the air. Angelo Lu let out a long sigh of relief, glad it wasn't directed at him. But Marcus Fu's gaze was cold and unfocused, completely ignoring the woman. His lips were pressed into a thin line, his face a mask of icy indifference, yet an imperceptible sadness lingered in his expression; it was as if his spirit was elsewhere. The banquet hall was buzzing with laughter...