At the engagement venue, the place was filled with elegant, wealthy people, exuding an aura of opulence. Sienna stood beautifully beside Peter, who was dressed in an expensive suit. His nose was covered with a small bandage, as he hadn't fully recovered.
"I heard a rumor that the dancer, Vincent, claimed you two were in a relationship. Someone even said you cheated on him with the President here... that's absurd," a middle-aged woman said to Sienna, causing her smile to falter.
She had always avoided being seen with Vincent to prevent this kind of talk.
"Don't mind the rumors," Peter said, pulling Sienna close by the waist, gazing at her with affection. "That bastard Vincent just has a mental disorder. I'm glad I finally swept him out of the industry."
"Oh... poor young man. He was so
