Clarice hesitated, her expression uncertain.
"The event I mentioned last time—it's being hosted by Morris Holdings' hotel division. There are prizes for those who place in the dance competition, including a VIP Morris Holdings' hotel membership."
'No way! Could that be true?'
Clarice had just seen the VIP discounts at the front desk—they were massive, but the qualifications were steep.
For her, the prize was an enticing opportunity.
Ivan noticed her interest. Extending his hand with a knowing smile, he said, "While I don't need the prize myself, this division is under my management, and I'll need to make an appearance at the event. We could win together."
It was a win-win situation, and Clarice decided not to refuse. She stepped forward and placed her hand in his.
Ivan's green eyes,
