The lounge of the banquet hall was located on the second floor.
Michael pulled her inside. "You couldn't even handle them?"
Catherine had no interest in arguing with him. "Why are you here?"
Michael answered naturally, as if there was no need to ask. "You came. How could I not?"
Michael gently tugged at her wrist. Catherine wasn't prepared for it and lost her balance, falling straight onto his lap.
One arm wrapped around her slender waist, while the other traced along her smooth, delicate back. "Who told you to wear this?"
Catherine's gown featured a deep V cut at the back. It wasn't overly revealing, but her graceful figure gave the simple design a breathtaking allure.
She didn't notice it, but Michael had seen everything. Many men in the banquet hall had been secretly stealing gla
