The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Chapter 588

Corinne focused her gaze and turned to look at the door of the banquet hall.

Lucas was wearing a suit in a light color, walking in slowly with elegant steps. It looked as if he was born to stand out.

One by one, all the guests went up to have a toast with him and greet him. It just looked like at group of admirers surrounding their revered figure.

There was also a group of people who surrounded and cozied up to Jeremy when he just came in earlier. However, because Jeremy was too cold and he was not friendly to them at all, those people were sensible enough to step aside, not daring to disturb him anymore.

Lucas, however, was very different from Jeremy. He was very good at dealing with those people who were flattering him. He raised a glass to them, nodded, and smiled, and he

tactfully responded to people who were cozying up to him. However, while he was smiling and chatting with them, he was also exuding a barely noticeable indifference, and he did not smile. with his eyes.

While Corinne looked at Lucas, he also unintentionally saw her, who was not supposed to be there. His gaze was frozen for a second, but he recovered very quickly and continued toasting and talking to an elderly man next to him without looking at her anymore.

well. She slowly moved her gaze away and carefully looked

who attended the party that day were people in their middle ages. There were relatively fewer

young people liked. There was no dance floor and no high-class, elegant music accompaniment by an orchestra. Instead, a vintage stage was built in the hall. The person who was performing on stage to celebrate Edgar’s birthday was a famous opera singer from New Capital City that they hired with

for being a fan of the opera. Corinne did some homework before coming, so she

day and age could sit down quietly and watch an opera that was passed

after giving Edgar his birthday gift,

young people to sit and watch the opera with the

however, was different. She was always very interested in classical music. When

during her childhood, there was an old man who was a fervent fan of the opera. He would carry a bulky recorder to the entrance of their village and play opera music. After that,

to play with. Also, she finished reading all of the books in the library at the convent very quickly. When she was truly bored, she

was torture to stay at the party and watch the opera at that moment. She even felt that it was very

a comfortable and friendly