Blanche watched the crowd bustling around and secretly felt pleased. "Matthew, your romantic fortune is about to arrive."
"Um... Shelly, are you and Matthew really... nothing going on?" Martin, who had been standing nearby, asked.
"Of course," Blanche replied.
"Then why don't you..."
"Why not go up?" Allen asked as he saw Blanche standing downstairs.
As soon as Allen appeared, the chattering discussions came to a halt. Not only that, but everyone immediately returned to their posts, not daring to even lift their heads.
Blanche thought to herself how strong Allen's presence was. If he had come earlier, she wouldn't have been pressured with questions just now.
"I was waiting for you," Blanche winked, feeling that if she went up with Allen, no one would dare to question her anymore.
Allen clearly smiled slightly at Blanche's actions. "Let's go."
"Okay."