Luna Williams stiffened her lips and forced a smile as a response.
Meanwhile, at the entrance, a black Rolls-Royce stopped, the car door opened, and a man in a dark blue suit stepped out.
Waylon Lewis, with his stunningly handsome face showing little emotion, walked around the car to the back seat, reached out to open the door, and extended his hand to the woman inside. Hope Williams gently placed her hand in Waylon's, holding her dress as she slowly got out of the car.
Hope wore a simple but elegant champagne-colored dress, conservative in style, with her black hair elegantly done up, minimal makeup on her delicate features, and small, exquisite pearl earrings decorating her ears.
Brightly confident and elegantly poised, her demeanor was impeccable without being overly dressed, yet she was still dazzlingly eye-catching.
