Chapter 472 What Did the Sanders Need From You?


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    Tanner''s driver stepped out of the car and opened the door for me with respect. I nodded in thanks before slipping into the vehicle.


    "Why are you here?” I asked Tanner, puzzled by his unexpected presence.


    "Ben had somethinge up and couldn''t make it, so since I was nearby for an event, I thought I''d pick you up," he exined.


    After instructing his driver to start the car, Tanner turned to me, curious. "What did the Sanders need from you?"


    I looked back at the imposing gates onest time before answering nonchntly, "Oh, just finalizing some details about the wedding dress."


    Inside, though, I thought about the mansion''s grandeur and the likely secrets it concealed. I would prefer to stay away from that ce going forward.


    Life had already handed me enoughplications, and I was not eager to invite


    more.


    "That''s good," Tanner replied, clearly relieved. He then added a cautious note, "The Sanders areplicated. It''s wise not to get too entangled with them."


    He then handed me a sleek invitation card.


    "This is for the Creative Night event tonight. It''s hosted by some of the country''s top designers. There will be a lot of new pieces on disy. I thought you might like to join me."


    I examined the invitation, recognizing the significance of the event.


    "Creative Night" was not just a showcase; it was aworking hub for the fashion industry, where behind-the-scenes meetings between designers and potential clients could be arranged via bids on the models'' numbers.


    Initially indifferent, Tanner''s invitation made it difficult to decline. I agreed to apany him.


    Upon arriving and receiving a mask at the entrance, I felt a bit more at ease.


    Hidden behind the mask, I could avoid unnecessary attention and enjoy the evening without the usual hassles.


    After the show, nothing particrly caught my eye, but I selected one design that was decent, noted down its number and price, and headed out early to the restroom.


    When I exited, I noticed a man standing with his back to the door.


    At first nce, I mistook him for a model due to his posture, but the strap of a mask on his head revealed he was also a guest.


    I briefly let my eyes rest on him for a couple of seconds before turning away to leave.


    Tue, Jan


    Chapter 472 What Did the Sanders Need From You?


    "Can I help you?" I asked, my impatience evident in my tone.


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    He stepped closer, confronting me directly and face-to-face. "Nothing in particr," he said, "I just wanted to see the face of a beautiful woman whose tastes match mine...


    As he spoke, he reached for my mask.


    Instinctively, I stepped back, but he continued to close in.


    Eventually, he cornered me against the sink, pressing his hands on the countertop to trap me.


    Trapped and increasingly ufortable, a wave of revulsion washed over me.


    Inside, Hera was seething, ready tosh out and defend me from his unwee advances.


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