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.”

smile, Jacob following closely behind.

Jacob, Beverly’s fiancé. Nice to

them a cold glance and asked, “Did you intentionally

faces stiffened instantly.

his eyes sweep

attract attention, do it with your real talent,” he said, looking at Jacob with cold eyes, “Aren’t you a

too arrogant? As an international movie star, don’t you have

paying close attention. They could clearly feel the tension between Jacob and

they have some kind of disagreement?”

people, but his

Beverly? And her fiancé Jacob. I remember

they talking about?”

Mr. Jacob, the three cars following mine were filled with my company’s newcomers. 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 cutting in

face immediately turned awkward.

had its limits. Once his temper

soon. It’s 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

Jacob saying he’s confident in making his fiancée the

in both the native language and foreign languages. He lifted

were crowded around the person who just got out of the

“She’s so beautiful!”

they mean by ‘a sight for sore

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