Love Contract novel Chapter 222

At the center of the dance floor, William was swarmed by a crowd of reporters and photographers who all seemed to be more excited than him. They took pictures relentlessly, not wanting to miss anything.

Frank thought he was the person closest to William—the one who knew him best. The two of them had lived together ever since they were ten until they were thirty years old, but apparently, there were still things about him he was unfamiliar with. For one, he never knew that William could dance so passionately.

On top of his electrifying connection he had with Mary, his every move complemented hers so well that one wouldn't be able to deny that they were indeed meant for each other.

Frank knew he had no other choice. Slowly, he retreated and disappeared into the crowd behind him.

"He is... Does he look like he's confessing his love to Mary?" Archer asked with raised eyebrows as he stared at the dancing William.

"Yes, and I'm sure everyone sees it," Victor responded, nodding ever so slightly. "Ha ha..." Lucas' lips formed a resigned smile and he said, "I can't believe William still has tricks up his sleeve. I never expected that he could do this!"

Mary, who was now embarrassed by all the attention sent her way, tried her hardest to escape William's grasp. Unfortunately for her, the man had no intention of doing so. Instead of letting her leave, he pulled her body closer to his, guaranteeing that she would stay by him to the end.

Just when Mary thought things couldn't be crazier, William proved her wrong.

As the music approached its climax, William held Mary's hand tightly and knelt on one knee. Then, all of a sudden, a diamond bracelet appeared in his hand.

"Mary, come back to me."

William raised her head and looked Mary in the eyes. His stare was earnest, yearning, and burning with passion. Mary couldn't say anything until the cold diamond brushed against her delicate skin. The bracelet was now on her wrist.

"I..." Mary's mouth was agape. As she looked back on William's sincere eyes, she somehow felt relieved, as if everything that had happened before didn't exist anymore and it had always been right between them. She took a deep breath before she answered, "Okay."

"Oh!" ''Wow!'1

The hall immediately became filled with joyful gasps, cheers, and applause.

The moment William heard Mary's answer, his eyes sparkled in excitement. Quickly, he stood up, grabbed his woman's hand, and ran towards the exit with her.

The crowd automatically dispersed in order to make way for the lovebirds.

The whole scene looked like it was lifted from a fairy tale, and they were the prince and princess. They looked like they wouldn't allow anyone to distract them from creating their own little happy ending.

In the crowd, Frank stood motionless, his eyes fixated on the two running people. He clenched his fists and ran after them, as if on instinct.

"Target moved! Position three!" When the waiter with a ponytail saw Frank setting off after the couple, she hurriedly squeezed through the crowd to chase him.

"Excuse me! Excuse me!"

Bang!

Her mission was interrupted when someone big and sturdy bumped into her. They collided into each other so hard that the wine she was carrying on her tray spilled all over the man, covering him from his chest to his trousers. The little commotion caught the attention of the surrounding people.

"Sorry, sorry!" The girl apologized at once and took out a handkerchief from her pocket to wipe wine off of the man.

"Damn it!" Lucas looked down on his designer clothes now ruined and stained by red wine. "Are you blind?" he shouted angrily. "Look at what you've done!"

"I'm so sorry, sir. I am truly sorry!" The girl continued to apologize, but her eyes were fixed on the target. She was so focused that her hand that was holding the handkerchief moved down on the man without her noticing.

"Seems like you're enjoying what you're doing to this man, lady," someone joked.

"Ha ha..." The crowd then burst into laughter.

"Hmm?" Confused, the girl looked at where her hand was. Apparently, it was already on the waistband of Lucas' pants —any further and she'd be able to touch his private parts. "Oh my god!" she exclaimed as she took her hand off of Lucas' body.

"Fuck off!" Lucas waved his hand irritably.

"I am so sorry!" She still wanted to make amends, but an order to continue running after the target was barked into her earpiece. Immediately, she was about to leave. "Stop!" Lucas bellowed at the girl, who seemed to be focused on something else. "What's with the attitude? You ruined my clothes! Do you think you can get away from me that easily? No! Give me a sincere apology first!"

"Sir, I have wiped you in the best of my ability and have apologized multiple times. What else do you want? Please let go of me!" She once again tried to go but Lucas grabbed her arm and pulled her back. She tried to pry herself free, but her strength wasn't enough to overpower Lucas'. There was nothing else she could do but look at the receding figure of her target.

"No!" Lucas tightened his grip around the girl's arm and said, "I want you to apologize to me!"