"Let's go, Arianna," Aaron glanced sideways at Andrea. A trace of disgust flashed across his eyes before he dragged me into the hall.
It wasn't that Aaron was not interested in women; he was just disgusted with women. He had disliked women ever since he was eight years old. If I hadn't grown up with him, I would be another disgusting woman for him.
Being his exception was my hell. It was a hell that I could never escape.
Andrea's faint voice came from behind, "Hendrix, so Arianna knew Mr. Reid of the Andar Group. No wonder Madam Lawson told me that the people who came tonight were all famous people from the business and political industry."
Apparently, Aaron was currently working in the Andar Group.
Instead of a birthday party, it was more like a gathering between the elites. Valerie was wearing a black dress with a side split and a pair of dark blue crystal high heels, which made her look extraordinarily elegant and beautiful.
She was almost fifty years old, but she didn't look her age. In fact, she was much prettier than most women of her age.
When she saw Aaron from afar, she excused herself from the other guests and walked towards us with a glass of champagne in her hand.
"Mr. Reid, thank you very much for coming!" She beamed while slightly raising the champagne. Then, she looked at me, a little surprised. She turned back at Aaron and asked, "Who is she?"
Before Aaron could say anything, I took the lead and said, "Madam Lawson, you look so beautiful today!"
She was startled by my answer but managed to suppress her surprise quickly. She smiled, "So are you, Miss Reid. You're so beautiful today that I couldn't even recognize you. I'm really sorry!"
I chuckled and responded, "You are flattering me, Madam Lawson. I don't usually dress up. It's normal if you don't recognize me. It's not your fault!"
Then, she noticed that Aaron was holding my hand. She looked confused and asked about it very gently, "Did you two know each other?" She also eyed Aaron suspiciously.
Aaron grinned, "Of course, we've known each other for more than ten years."
Valerie wanted to ask more, but the chatters in the hall suddenly quieted down. People turned their heads towards the hall's entrance.
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