Mark Reed had a smile on his lips, holding a wine glass while standing with Sharry Vaux in the center of the banquet hall, quickly surrounded by many people, chatting enthusiastically, with drinks flowing, creating a bustling atmosphere.
Seeing the two in the spotlight, Valentine Teller's heart twisted in pain.
Mark Reed and his fiancée really matched each other well.
So well that she felt disgraced, her body trembling involuntarily.
She wanted to hide, not letting anyone discover her feelings.
Standing in an inconspicuous corner, Valentine Teller felt a little more at ease.
She sat quietly on a single sofa, contemplating leaving soon.
"Valentine Teller."
Hearing someone call her, Valentine Teller turned her head and saw a youthful smiling face nearby.
Although she didn't know the person's name, Valentine Teller knew that she was an intern at the Reeds, like herself.
"Hello." Valentine Teller stood up politely, nodding.
