Chapter 293 The g officially began at six in the evening.


    Since Andrew and Dn were not there to dance, they found a spot to sit down and sample the gourmet offerings while keeping an eye on Finley and Yvonnes movements.


    The West End g attracted Jayrodales elite society, and the dining area showcased nothing


    but premium delicacies.


    There are some real beauties here, like that Serena, Dn said admiringly.


    I wouldnt mind getting to know such a sultry woman.


    Andrew gave him an odd look and said, Youre sick youve got the Casanova Syndrome.


    Mr.


    Lloyd, is this Casanova Syndrome serious? Dn asked anxiously, knowing that Andrew was a brilliant physician whose diagnoses were never to be taken lightly..


    Andrew peeled a lobster tail, popped it in his mouth, and shook his head.


    This condition is usually incurable


    Incurable ? Dns face turned pale.


    Mr.


    Lloyd, am I going to die? You wont die, Andrewughed, making Dn sigh with relief.


    Mr.


    Lloyd, Ive never heard of this Casanova Syndrome before.


    Is it real? Dn asked curiously.


    Andrew nced at him and replied casually, This condition has existed since ancient times, just unnamed until now.


    The symptoms include lusting after other mens wives and having peculiar tastes.


    Thats considered a disease? Dn was dumbfounded.


    I bet 90% of men worldwide have this condition.


    Andrew shook his head with a smile, I wouldnt know about that, but I dont have it.


    Dn grinned.


    You dont have it now, Mr.


    Lloyd, but wait until youre in your 30s or 40s! After all, other mens wives always seem more appealing than your own.


    Andrew was speechless.


    Over the past few days, he realized that despite Dns rough exterior, he was quite thedies man underneath.


    It was likely that Dn, like As, had his fair share of mistresses. Nheless, Andrew did not care about such things


    It would have been more surprising if Dn, as a local power yer, waspletely pure and innocent. My apologies for keeping everyone waiting, Natasha announced as she made her grand entrance.


    Please, enjoy yourselves! She was dressed elegantly in a designer evening gown that was both alluring and sophisticated


    All eyes were immediately drawn to her, particrly her curves, though she maintained an air of dignified aloofness befitting the queen of West End, Madam Vostokoff, may I have the honor of your first dance? Finley approached her with a smile.


    Natasha batted her eyshes and replied with a sile, Mr.


    Moore, dont you have Ms.


    Puller as your partner? Wouldnt she be upset if you asked a widow like me to dance? Finley replied shanielessly, No worries, I can dance with you first, then with her


    Though still smiling, Natasha declined, Although you look quite dashing tonight, Mr.


    Moore, 1 already have another dance partner in mind.


    Finleys grin turned mischievous


    Who else here is worthy of dancing with you besides me? Surely you must be joking? Before Natasha could respond, several voices chimed in to tter Finley


    Thats right! No one is more qualified to dance with Madam Vostokoff tonight than Mr.


    Moore.


    Finley is young, wealthy, and skilled in martial arts not to mention his extraordinary background.


    Hes the only perfect match to be Madam Vostokoffs partner! Madam Vostokoff is a queen in her own right, and Mr.


    Moore is a dashing prince


    Together, theyd be nothing short of perfection! Dn spat out his drink and muttered, These bootlickers really have no shame or principles when ites to sucking up to Finley.


    Andrew chuckled, noting how many people were eager to curry favor with Finley.