They could only tail behind the car that barged ahead of them. They wanted to overtake, but it was clear that the car in front wasn’t giving them any chance.

As expected, as soon as Winston’s car pulled up outside the venue, it was swarmed by a horde of reporters, with cameras clicking non–stop.

The car door opened and Winston got out, his face expressionless. Dressed in a silver–grey suit, he exuded an aura of coldness and arrogance.

Just his expression alone was enough to make the surrounding reporters take a step back, daring not to provoke this icy man.

In less than a minute, the car door behind Winston’s was opened too. Jacob got out first, then slowly helped Beverly out of the car. Beverly was wearing a black leather mini skirt, a light blue off–shoulder layered lace top, a sparkling diamond necklace around her neck, and her long hair was styled into a beautiful rose shape at the back.

Her makeup was exquisite, beautiful, and captivating. The fitted leather skirt accentuated her sexiness, and the off–the–shoulder design of the lace top revealed her delicate collarbones. Above her collarbone dimple, were three rows of elegant black letters.

The reporters were all excited because of Winston’s arrival, but when they saw Beverly, a few of them immediately turned their cameras towards her.

The first thing they noticed was, this woman was truly beautiful. The weather was cold, yet she was dressed so lightly, truly professional.

Moreover, this woman had smooth skin, big eyes, a slim waist, and was sexy and captivating.

Lastly, what caught everyone’s attention was the string of letters on her collarbone. Everyone was curious about what was written there. The cameras kept focusing on Beverly’s collarbone. Although the reporters didn’t know her or how popular she was, there were still many people on the roadside pointing at her, obviously recognizing her. So, these reporters certainly wouldn’t miss any opportunities. Winston, who was originally waiting for Jeanette, became even colder when he saw that it was Beverly behind him.

Didn’t those women say they were going to follow behind him?

He glanced at his watch. Beverly, arm in arm with Jacob, approached Winston.

“Mr. Winston, hello, I’m Beverly. I admire every piece of your work.”

Winston with a smile, Jacob following

Beverly’s fiancé. Nice

asked, “Did you intentionally

faces stiffened instantly.

sweep

said, looking at Jacob with cold eyes, “Aren’t you a

As an international movie star, don’t you have the virtues of humility and politeness? And us following behind your car was

had been paying close attention. They could clearly

they have some

see Winston talk to people, but his tone seems very

I remember Beverly taking on a few

they talking about?”

It’s their first time attending Paris Fashion Week. They were so nervous they didn’t know their left from their right. And you dare to tailgate? If it weren’t for you

immediately turned

He could tolerate things, but his tolerance had its limits. Once his temper flared, his words would become sharp and

so cold, yet Mr. Jacob is letting his fiancée dress so lightly. Aren’t you worried she’ll catch a cold? Women can love beauty, but it should be

confident in making his fiancée the center of attention,

Winston finished speaking, there was a round of gasps from the crowd, in both the native language and foreign languages.

reporters were crowded around the person who just got out of the car behind them. The sound of

“She’s so beautiful!”

what they mean by

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