After hearing Dova's whisper just now, I turned slowly to check my surroundings very carefully.
"You're right." I stared at Dova.
There were dozens of men with, shoes, ties, and black suits leaning against the wall down the corridor. I was trying to walk as quietly as I could, although at the moment we were like two cats passing through a lot of hungry pit bulls without a leash.
With such a big body, I was sure they were all hired bodyguards. That means the two of us were getting closer to the ballroom.
"I target the guest book, if it's there," I whispered.
Dova nodded without much to say. He kept a husband's agitation alive by keeping my hand in his hand as he went on walking.
Both of us finally arrived at the door of a rather large ballroom. Before reaching the door, everyone had t
