Chapter 199
Granger’s expression changed ever so slightly.
He quietly turned his attention to Charlene, without Stewart noticing.
Stewart, caught up in the moment, leaned forward with an exaggerated bow and extended a gallant invitation,
“The lovely and beautiful Ms. Ross, may I have the pleasure of this dance with you?”
Charlene, skilled in the art of dance herself, smiled in response, “Of course, it would be my honor.”
Saying so, she placed her hand in Stewart’s.
Stewart, holding her hand, led her onto the dance floor.
Granger saw this and politely extended his hand towards another lady.
As Charlene and Stewart made their entrance, their eyes briefly met Thorne and Vesta’s, who were also about
to dance. Charlene intended to look away but noticed Thorne seemed to smile at her.
Frowning, she quickly realized it was a trick of her vision. Thorne was smiling at Vesta, not her.
Charlene shifted her focus, fully engaging in the dance with Stewart.
York, Dalton, Moran were all eligible bachelors within the Starfall social elite, much sought after by the ladies.
Many women aspired to dance with them.
After greeting Stewart, Dalton’s attention was fixated on Vesta.
He, like York, had no initial intention of dancing. However, due to the matchmaking efforts of their elders, they each gentlemanly escorted a lady onto the dance floor. Moran, ever the playboy, took the initiative to ask women to dance.
Charlene, with her refined, graceful demeanor and the classical beauty she exuded in her dress, combined with her radiant smile, undoubtedly became the belle of the ball. Many sought to swap dance partners with Stewart.
Kelvin was among them.
Approaching Stewart and Charlene, he asked, “Mr. Ferguson, would you mind swapping dance partners for a while?”
His eyes were practically glued to Charlene.
Stewart’s face hardened as he said, “Actually, I do mind.”
Kelvin was taken aback.
Just then, Charlene heard someone addressing her, “Ms. Ross, would you care to swap dance partners with me?”
Turning, she saw it was York’s dance partner speaking to her. The woman, pretty and sweet-looking, seemed quite interested in Stewart.
Charlene chuckled, glanced at a visibly surprised Stewart, and said, “I’m fine with it, but what about Mr. Watson…?”
York spoke up, “I’m all for it.”
Stewart was speechless. So his opinion didn’t matter?
then again, thinking about York… he had to admit the guy was quite the catch; matching him with Charlene Seemed appropriate.
With a change of heart, the four of them smoothly switched partners.
Placing her hand in that of a stranger, with the other resting on his shoulder, was admittedly a bit awkward for
Charlene.
York, ever the gentleman, kept his touch light and respectful.
Noticing Charlene’s fleeting discomfort, York thought she seemed almost as if she’d never been in love, innocent and unspoiled.
Though they had seen each other before, they were practically strangers.
York introduced himself, “I’m York.”
Charlene, quickly overcoming her initial unease, looked up and replied with a calm, “Charlene.”