You Complete Me novel (Skylar and Coralie) novel Chapter 66

Looking at Coralie Chariott's bitter expression, Valerie Rae achieved her goal.

However, Coralie didn't know that Valerie had told Skylar Holland that she had taken a fancy to a dress and wanted him to buy it for her when she was abroad. Skylar only credited the money into her bank account and she bought the Galaxy dress with this money.

In a way, this dress was indeed a gift from Skylar.

However, Skylar only knew about this when he arrived at the banquet.

"Birthday boy, come and cut your cake!"

Someone was shouting.

At the same time, the waiter pushed out a large layered cake.

The next second, all the lights went out, leaving only the lights on the ground, the candle flame, and the bright decorations around the platform. Then, the birthday song filled the hall.

Skylar got up and went to cut the cake, followed by Valerie naturally.

Coralie sat in the first row and watched Valerie standing next to Skylar. Under the candlelight, the two of them seemed to be a real couple.

She felt dispirited, but she knew she had no right to feel this way.

She wished that Skylar hadn't prepared the same dress for her, and that he had a more indifferent attitude toward her.

She would prefer Skylar not to give her any hope.

"Come here, Coralie."

As Coralie was watching Skylar and Valerie cut the cake, her eyes became teary. A gentle voice could be heard in her ear all of a sudden, and then her wrist was pulled up by a man.

After Coralie got up, she discovered that Franklin Moore had dragged her up.

"You..."

"Coralie, let me reintroduce myself. My name is Franklin, and I'm your husband's nephew."

Franklin looked at her, and his eyes were twinkling.

Coralie couldn't see him clearly in such a dark scene.

"Oh."

Coralie did not respond. She just wanted to pull her wrist out of Franklin's palm.

"Can you dance?" Franklin approached Coralie and whispered in her ear.

"No, I can't."

"You see, Valerie has taken over your seat as Mrs. Holland. Aren't you angry?"

Franklin said in a playful manner. He looked at Coralie with thousands of possibilities in his eyes.

In one glance, you'd know he was a playboy, an expert at flirting with girls.

"I am not angry. Besides, things between the both of us are not what you think."

Coralie avoided his gaze and looked guilty. How could she not be angry? How could she not mind?

However, who was she to care?

They might seem to be on equal terms when both of them had their make up done, but their education backgrounds and family backgrounds meant that she would never be able to stand on par with Valerie.

"I'm angry. We will dance when the lights are on. We'll be the second to enter the dance floor,"

Franklin said in his unique and flamboyant voice.

He seemed to be completely different from Skylar.

"No!"

Coralie resisted his offer subconsciously. Although she was offended, she did not want any misunderstandings with Skylar. If she danced with another man with the identity of Mrs. Holland, she would not have any chance to be with Skylar anymore.

However, Franklin saw through all of this. He looked at Coralie with a slight sparkle in his charming eyes. "Don't you know that men like popular things?"