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.

people more convinced that she was there to

party was the 20th birthday party of the youngest son of a well–known luxury jewelry brand

on the guest list,

investigating a project and couldn’t make it back in

Fortunately…

never bring Secretary Tesdal to occasions like these before.” Jacob said casually, sitting on a clam–shell couch, glancing at Ashley who

a lot lately. Why, you’ve got a crush on

gleamed with eagerness as he

expression cold and cautionary.

Jacob quickly raised both hands in surrender,

or breaking his possessions when he was bored of them, never letting

it seemed that he treated women the same

moment,

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

his gaze, his

for her to be here?” he

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

need to purposely look

middle–aged man was blocking her path, trying

subtle smile. Wayne’s eyes grew somber, a shade of darkness descending upon

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

years and so much money spent on her, she doesn’t need to find another man

hand in his pocket, the other hand swirling his wine

Wayne deserves better…” Ashley moved

business. Go have fun.” Wayne indifferently avoided

stiffened, then nodded

she glanced at

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