Chapter 87: Mysterious Man
The emcee, clearly flustered, tried to regain control. "Sir, have you perhaps mistaken Ms. Briena for Ms. Natalie?"
The mysterious man’s voice cut through the room, firm and unyielding. "I know exactly who I bid on. Ms. Natalie is the one my boss wishes to dance with tonight."
Another wave of murmurs rippled through the hall.
This rich and handsome looking man who they thought was some bigshot, claimed to have his own boss. Who must be the person?
Natalie’s confusion deepened. Justin... could it be him?He’s the only rich man I know, who would go to such lengths to protect me or to be precise to help me.
The emcee, still reeling from the shock, hesitated before asking, "May I ask, who is your boss, sir? Which esteemed figure will be gracing us with a dance alongside the beautiful Ms. Natalie?"
"That is not for you to know," the man replied coldly, his expressions and tone arrogance. "In fact, no one here is worthy of knowing him."
His words left the entire room in stunned silence. The arrogance, the confidence—it was unlike anything they had ever heard.
Before anyone could react, the doors of the event hall swung open, and in walked several bodyguards, dressed in sharp black suits. They lined up on either side of the aisle, creating a path.