The Cherished Wife

"Alright!" Winter watched as Annie helped to greet the guests, then cast a cold glance in her direction.

Suzy walked over and whispered, "Simon is here too. Are you sure you want to go through with this? It's Simon we're talking about. If he decides to pursue this, it could get messy!"

Winter scoffed. "What are you afraid of? I've done my homework. Simon's not that high up in the York family's hierarchy; he has an older brother overshadowing him. He can't cause too much trouble. Besides, isn't this what he enjoys? I'm actually doing him a favor." Winter smiled, taking Suzy's hand. "You don't need to do anything, just keep an eye on Simon."

"Mr. York, you're here!" Winter then hurried over to greet Simon as he approached. The other guests made way for him as he walked by.

While some of Winter's old classmates might not know Simon, the young socialites certainly did. Simon was infamous in their circles for his wild lifestyle.

eyes. His gaze was almost more seductive than that of any woman. He smirked while narrowing his

a glass of wine from a nearby waiter, his slender fingers tracing the rim of the glass. He raised

of it. Leaning closer

her spine. She

his face, Simon released inter's hand and stepped back to put some distance between them. He swirled the wine in his glass and took a sip

so openly with a married woman, Meanwhile, Winter snapped back to reality. Her face was burning with embarrassment. The spot on her hand where Simon had kissed felt like it was

to regain her composure. "Mr. York, you sure have

"A rare beauty like you deserves nothing

to slap the smirk off Simon's face. However, she restrained herself as she knew her status and the importance