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“Okay. I’m going upstairs to shower and get dressed. I’ll meet you in the foyer in an hour.”

“I’ll be ready,” she yelled.

Once I was dressed, I walked down the stairs and stopped midway when I saw Emerson standing in the foyer. When she turned and looked at me, she took my breath away. She looked so stunning that I was speechless.

“What’s wrong with you?” She smiled with her red lips.

“Nothing. You look beautiful.” I made my way down the stairs.

“Thank you, Parker. You look very handsome in that tuxedo.” She reached for my bowtie.

Her black Christian Dior dress was captivating, as was how she wore her hair pinned up with a few strands of curls hanging down. Her face was painted with makeup to perfection, and she was by far the most beautiful and elegant woman I’d ever seen.

Chapter Eighteen

Emerson

We climbed into the back of the Bentley and headed to the charity event. Alex reached over and took hold of my hand.

“I need to tell you something, but I don’t want you to get mad.”

“You sound serious.”

“Adam called me today and demanded to know if we are sleeping together.”

I rolled my eyes and sighed. “What did you tell him?”

“I told him no.”

“Did he believe you?”

“I think so. He can’t find out what we did.”

“It’s none of his damn business. But don’t worry, I’m not telling him anything. Why are you so afraid of him?”

“I’m not. It’s a friend code sort of thing.”

“Ah, I see.” I smirked. “Some friend he is that he couldn’t even tell you about his family or even mention that he had a sister who was alive.”

The fact that my brother was so concerned about whom I was sleeping with irked me. I shrugged it off. He would be a lot todeal with when he came back. We climbed out of the Bentley, and Alex held out his arm to me.

As I steppedinside the ballroom of the Four Seasons Hotel, I was enthralled by its beauty. The light-filled space was decorated beautifully with silver tablecloths that covered each table with illuminated floral centerpieces that easily became the focal point of the entire room.

“There are very influential people here tonight, so can I trust that you’ll be on your best behavior?”

“I’m always on my best behavior.” I frowned.

“As long as you don’t open your mouth, we should be good.”

I lightly took my heel and discreetly kicked him.

“Ouch. What was that for?”

“Your rudeness.” I put on a fake smile as a distinguished-looking man walked towards us.

“Good to see you, Alex.” He smiled as they shook hands.

“Good to see you, Edward.”

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