Tom heard some noise behind him and instinctively turned around.


    When his eyes locked onto me, he remained silent for a long time, which made me a little nervous. I quickly looked down and asked, "What... What''s wrong? Is this dress not good?"


    He swallowed, a smile tugging at his lips. "It looks good."


    I finally let out a breath of relief.


    He had brought me here today, and I certainly couldn''t embarrass him.


    I loosely tied my hair in a floral bun to match the sequined gown and added more


    makeup to highlight a shimmering, radiant look.


    I looked stunning.


    "Let''s go. The banquet is about to start."


    Tom extended his arm toward me, grinning with a charming mix of confidence and gentlemanly ir.


    Iughed softly and linked my arm with his, walking with him toward the banquet hall.


    ...


    Even though I had imagined what the banquet at Harvest Pavilion would be like, I realized my imagination had been too limited once I entered the grand hall.


    The vast banquet hall was dazzling with ss chandeliers and gold decorations. The air was filled with the fragrance of fine wine and the presence of beautiful women. The tablecloths and dinnerware were exquisitely luxurious.


    When Tom and I entered, countless eyes turned in our direction. Several people immediately approached him to greet him, making it clear how prominent he was in Fuvine.


    "Mr. White, this is..."


    Before long, all attention shifted to me.


    He chuckled and took my hand from his arm. "My fiancée."


    That introduction was nothing short of shocking. Not only the person who asked, but I was also taken aback.


    I instinctively turned to look at him, but I couldn''t speak up with so many people around.


    After making the rounds and greeting many people, Tom led me to a quieter corner of the hall. Only then did I lower my voice and ask, "Tom, was that introduction a little too... much?"


    "Fiancée" seemed excessive. "Girlfriend" would have been enough. There was no need for such a bold statement.


    I expressed my thoughts, hoping he would introduce me as his "girlfriend".


    After all, "girlfriend" was a safer choice-it allowed room for flexibility.


    But Tom didn''t seem concerned at all. "It''s fine. It''s all the same."


    I was speechless.


    It really wasn''t the same, was it?


    But of course, this was Tom''s domain. He could say whatever he wanted. My role was simply to behave well and not embarrass him.


    Taking a deep breath, I looked around, mentally noting the people who had just greeted him. I was figuring out what to say if they came to talk to himter.


    "What''s wrong?" he asked with a smile, watching me mutter. "What are you muttering about?"


    "I''m trying to remember people''s names and titles," I exined. "In case theye over to talk to youter, I need to recognize them so I don''t make a mistake and embarrass you."


    Tom grinned. "Grace, when you''re my fiancée, you don''t need to worry about that."


    I looked up at him, puzzled. "What am I supposed to do then?"


    "Nothing at all," Tom said, his voice warm with amusement. "Just wait for everyone toe and tter you."


    I was left speechless, but just as I was about to say something, I caught sight of a familiar figure out of the corner of my eye. The smile on my face froze instantly.


    It was Gavin and Mandy.