Chapter 270: The Wind to His Sails, The Light of his World, His Bedrock
"I kindly call Mr. Liam Roberts, the greatest entrepreneur, philanthropist, and visionary of our times to present The Humanitarian Award of the Year!!!"
The emcee announced cheerfully.
Rory clapped her hands enthusiastically. Liam gets invited to award ceremonies these days. This particular award ceremony is something that was like the Nobel Prize which appreciates talents in various fields.
Liam has won the Entrepreneur of the Year award a couple of times, and he also won the Innovator of the Year award once. This year, they’ve added this particular award. Rory was curious about who would be the first to win this award.
She doesn’t like to attend these awards much, but Liam insists she attends with him. He buys her couture gowns just to attend these galas.
Rory still didn’t find her interest in these luxuries. She would donate them to charity and people would buy her clothes for six digits, minimum. She still doesn’t understand why she is considered a celebrity.
"You should have colored your hair," she said kissing his cheek as he stood up to get to the stage. This guy spends any amount for her, but he won’t even color his hair unless she does it for him.
Liam smiled at her gleefully. Rory was mesmerized by his eyes. His eyes have never changed, nor has the way he looks at her.
Eh, in those bright lights, those little greys won’t be visible...
Rory proudly watched Liam buttoning up his suit jacket and walking up the stairs to that extravagantly resplendent stage. She would never get tired of watching him climb the heights.
He is amazing!
She felt a little vibration in her purse and took a peek in. It was her youngest son, John Francis, named after her father and Liam’s father. He’s their fourth child. He just sent a picture of himself in the library.