Bab 33: 33. Vermin

Ava, observing Lucas's gaze seemingly glued to Eleanor, crossed her arms in front of her chest, annoyed.

"Luke, don't you want to invite me to dance?"

"Huh? Oh, later."

'All men are the same. Offer them a little beauty, and they forget everything,' Ava thought, irritated.

"But I also want to dance, Luke," Ava said with a pout.

"Later, Ava."

"Are you going to invite the Grand Duchess to dance after this?"

Lucas frowned when he heard Ava mention Eleanor by her title.

'Grand Duchess? Hah! She used to be mine!'

Lucas continued to watch the two couples dancing elegantly, like celestial beings dancing in the sky.

Cassius stared into Eleanor's eyes intensely, paying no attention to the mockery, admiration, jealousy, or anything else thrown their way.

'If I was in love before, then this time I might fall even deeper into the abyss.'

"I'm glad you covered your face."

"Why?"