Predestined Marriage

Summer muttered to herself again, repeating Leonardo's words, "Top social butterfly?"

"Yes." Leonardo knew that Summer's memory was worse than before, so he let her take her time to recall.

Summer thought for a while and indeed remembered someone called Stella.

In the social circle of Hoover City, people who were famous and influential would ask Stella to accompany them at dinner, and Stella might not agree.

To put it bluntly, social butterflies were just a pastime in the social circle of nobles.

Summer vaguely remembered that she had seen Stella at a banquet from afar. She was beautiful and quite outstanding even among many noble ladies. And she was able to cope well among celebrities and dignitaries.

Stella could become a top social butterfly and make countless powerful people pay thousands of dollars for her company not only because of her beauty, but also for her unparalleled interpersonal skills.

There were many men who wanted to have a fling with Stella, and there were also many men who wanted to keep her as their mistress by sending cars and houses. However, there was no one who was willing to marry her.

their origins and family background. It was always said that lust blinded men, but they were actually

definitely not simple. How long has Warren

her and gently tapped between her knitted eyebrows. "I don't know you

serious. Do you know Stella's background? She was already famous when I knew about her. It felt like she came out of nowhere. The

never asked for her service. How would I know her

if you've asked for her company." Summer stretched out her hand and

Leonardo said, "It hurts."

go of her hand and massaged

when I accompanied you to dinner with Warren and Carl, Warren talked about getting married. He mentioned something like 'flash marriage'. It seemed that he and Stella haven't known each other

"Yes."

thoughtful expression, Leonardo said, "I've sent someone to look for Stella. I'll

chuckle when she heard this. Leonardo was actually quite nice to his

her, "What