Whispers rippled through the crowd.
"Who is that with Mr. Morrison?"
"His wife."
"I had never seen Mr. Morrison and Mrs. Morrison attending together before. They look perfect together!"
***
Enrique linked arms with her.
Vanessa wanted to withdraw her hand, but she had to go along with him.
She scanned the room. Many faces matched her memories from her past life, including top entrepreneurs, philanthropists, and real estate moguls.
Enrique did have a certain prestige in the business world, being able to attend such a high-level international evening event.
In the past, Vanessa learned finance to please Enrique, but in the end, it was all in vain.
A sudden crash drew everyone's attention.
An elderly gardener in work clothes had shattered a vase of roses.
The manager b
