Rosalie recovered after realization, raised her eyes, and glanced at the man beside her. She felt self-conscious for no reason. "Thank you..."

Byron frowned and did not respond, but the hand holding her wrist did not let go.

Rosalie struggled lightly twice but did not break away. They attracted the attention of many people around.

Under the colorful lights, they saw these two outstandingly attractive people who were impeccably dressed. The man's suit jacket was placed over the woman's long white gown, and he was grabbing the woman's wrist assertively. The two of them looked like a prince and princess fleeing. They looked perfectly matched.

"Mister."

Rosalie wanted to say something so that Byron would let go. Suddenly, a child-like voice spoke.

The next second, the man in front stopped. Rosalie also stood still and glanced in the direction of the voice.

All they saw was a plainly dressed little girl standing in front of them, holding a large bouquet of flowers. She looked up at t