"Is there a problem?" Natasha asked with a smile.

"Madam, please hear me out," Aspen said seriously. "Andrew isn't worthy of being your dance partner. In fact, he's not even worthy of being your servant."

Natasha shook her head and replied, "Ms. Stevens, this is my business. Now, if you'll excuse me, we can chat more after the gala."

After that, she walked straight toward Andrew, leaving Aspen stunned.

The other guests had also noticed Natasha's movement, and whispers began to circulate