The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love

Chapter 6

“Sorry, I have other matters to attend to. I’ll entertain you les another time,” Rosalynn swiftly declared, wasting no more time as she departed without delay.

“Wait, I don’t even know your name!” the handsome man snapped out of his daze, intending to pursue her.

However, just as he made his move, several bodyguards swiftly appeared, rushing over to intervene.

Seeing the handsome guy, they all breathed a sigh of relief and hurried over.

“Young Master, the party has already started. Your parents are looking everywhere for you!”

The handsome man’s eyes darted anxiously in the direction Rosalynn had departed, seemingly on the verge of chasing after her.

“It’s alright, I need to find someone…” he began to explain, but before he could finish his sentence, the bodyguards exchanged knowing glances and forcibly pulled him away.

Meanwhile, Rosalynn possessed an elegant and slender figure, accentuated in all the right places. Her naturally fair complexion seemed to radiate under the illumination of the yacht’s lights.

Without even exerting any effort, she effortlessly captured the attention of numerous onlookers in her surroundings.

“Who is she? I don’t think I’ve seen her before.

“Could she be some new celebrity? You know, all those women in the entertainment industry with a bit of beauty would kill to enter our circle of the wealthy elites!”

“Look at those guys‘ eyes, they had no difference from eyefucking her, right?” “Maybe that’s what she wants?”

Gossiping ladies, covering their mouths, laughed condescendingly with malicious intent.

Rosalynn took a glass of champagne from a passing waiter, ignoring the surrounding stares.

She was focused on finding Wallace.

made people more convinced that she was there to

party was the 20th birthday party of the youngest

were on the guest list, and everyone attended if they

couldn’t make it back in time. As

Fortunately…

you would never bring Secretary Tesdal to occasions like these before.” Jacob said casually, sitting on a clam–shell couch, glancing at Ashley who was taking pictures in the distance. “She looks more like Ms.

look at Ashley. “You’ve been mentioning Rosalynn a lot lately. Why,

I?” Jacob’s eyes gleamed with eagerness

cold and cautionary.

the situation, Jacob quickly raised both

possessions when he was bored of them, never letting others have

he treated women the

moment, Ashley ran

not failing him. “Rosalynn! I saw Rosalynn!” Ashley hurriedly approached them, her voice filled

gaze,

possible for her to be here?”

to witness the spectacle, gathered by the railing, peering down

much that they didn’t need to purposely look for her. She

pot–bellied middle–aged man was blocking her path, trying to shove a business card into her

with a subtle

stepped up, worried, “Wayne, Jacob, I heard some people say… Rosalynn came

after all these years and so

Jacob put one hand in his pocket, the other hand swirling his wine glass, smiling at Ashley. Despite his seemingly

Wayne deserves better…” Ashley moved closer

Go have fun.” Wayne indifferently avoided Ashley’s attempt to

then nodded

she glanced at Rosalynn one more

seemed restrained, and Ashley had seen her casual photos, in which she wore a ponytail, no makeup, and loose clothing. It was a