Chapter 708 The girl was taken aback for a moment.
Then she straightened up.
She offered a âThank youâ in her broken English.
Her eyes never left Kearneyâs face, her interest was apparent and intense.
The maids and servants following her caught up, their worry for her evident on their faces.
Agnes pondered for a moment.
She had a hunch about the girlâs identity.
She was probably Bella, Count Alexandraâs only daughter.
They were all here for Bellaâs comingâofâage soiree.
The maids were trying to talk to Bella, but her attention was on Kearney.
She was speaking to him in her broken English.
Kearney remained his usual gentle, humble self.
He tried to leave, but Bella kept him engaged.
Bella was lively and playful, like the morning sun.
Kearney, although always wore a faint smile, was reserved and aloof.
Agnes was surprised to see Kearney furrow his brows at a girl for the first time.
If it were anyone else, Kearney would have excused himself. 1 But Bella was of noble descent, he couldnât risk offending her.
Agnes could tell that Kearney was stuck for the time being.
So, she turned to the buffet for some food.
Agnes grabbed a pastry and took a few bites.
Even in that small break, a few men approached her for a dance.
Of course, she declined them all.
Agnes wanted to find a quiet place before the party started.
She spotted a glass door leading to a pool garden.
A few guests were strolling around with champagne flutes in hand.
Agnes decided to step outside.
Her high heels were causing her discomfort.
After a few steps, Agnes felt her ankles ache.
She decided to sit on the marble steps.
âWearing shoes that donât fit only leads to blisters,â came a cold voice from behind Agnes.
Agnes stiffened, knowing that it was Jared.
She stood up, turned around and smiled, âShoes only cause blisters because theyâre new. If you wear them often, theyâll fit just fine, donât you think?â
Agnes knew what Jared meant.
He wasnât talking about shoes, but her presence in such an event.
Because it was not suitable for her, it would only lead to discomfort.
But was he suitable to attend with a beautiful woman?
Jaredâs eyes landed on Agnes.
To be honest, Agnes looked stunning.
Her fiery red gown was dazzling, and her figure was exquisite. Her makeâup was immaculate, and she combined coolness and passion in a perfect blend.
She was like a rose blooming on a glacier.
At first glance, Jared almost didnât recognize her.
He was simply captivated by her beauty, Jared didnât respond to Agnesâ remark but asked, âWhat are you doing here?â
âWhatever reason youâre here for, thatâs my reason too.â
Agnes unconsciously touched her bracelet, âBut if I knew youâd be here today, I probably wouldnât have come.â