Chapter 451
Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right
âWho is this guy, Linds?â Selah rose from her seat.
The man in front of them emanated a commanding presence, unmistakably marked by his high status.
Lindsey moved closer to Domenic, gently linking her arm with his and resting her head against his shoulder.
âEveryone, meet my boyfriend, Domenic.
â
Nicolas and Mercer both took another sharp breath, clearly shocked!
Nicolas shot Mercer a puzzled look, as if silently questioning what was happening.
Mercer just shrugged and gave a nonchalant eye roll, as if to say, âI have no idea.
â
âSo, youâre Lindsâs boyfriend.
Pleased to meet you,â Selah greeted warmly before teasingly turning to Lindsey.
âI see why you were so quick to clear up those rumors.
You didnât want your handsome boyfriend to get any wrong ideas.
Linds, youâve really been keeping him a secret.
â
Lindsey offered a playful wink as she introduced Domenic to everyone else.
She had anticipated Domenic might be a bit overwhelmed meeting such prominent stars.
However, Domenic just listened calmly to the introductions, offering a slight, polite smile.
âPleasure to meet all of you.
â
âWeâve known each other for so long, yet here we are, acting Like strangers,â Mercer murmured softly.
âWhat was that, Mercer?â Selah, catching his whisper, quickly questioned him.
Mercer looked taken aback and quickly waved his hand.
âOh, itâs nothing.
Just talking to myself, donât worry about it.
â
Once Lindsey found a seat for Domenic, she sat beside him.
The mood in the private room shifted, turning somewhat awkward.
Nancy, hoping to lighten the mood, chimed in, âSince weâre all here, why donât we play a game? How about truth or dare?â
Just as Nancy finished her suggestion, the door to the private room swung open again.
Hadnât Lindsey mentioned they were only expecting one more? Was there someone else who hadnât arrived yet?
Amidst everyoneâs puzzled looks, a woman, her identity concealed behind large sunglasses, entered.
She shut the door, removed her sunglasses, and revealed a strikingly beautiful face.
It was Kristy.
With a slight smile on her lips, Kristy surveyed the room and asked in a soft voice, âSeems like a fun night.
Why wasnât I invited?â
âMiss Chase, how did you find out we were here?â Lindsey rose from her seat, her expression a mix of surprise and concern as she faced Kristy.
Kristy took off her coat, showcasing a striking red dress.
She casually found an empty spot and sat down.
âI overheard about it.
Lindsey, you really should have told me about your companyâs grand opening.
If I had known, I wouldnât have scheduled my fan meeting on the same day.
â
As she crossed her legs, the roomâs attention seemed to be drawn to her.
Positioned directly across from Domenic, her long, sleek legs were particularly captivating.
Kristyâs gaze lingered on Domenic, reclining on the sofa.
His black shirt stood out in the dim light, with one button casually undone at the collar.
His waist was accentuated by a black belt.
Kristy felt a blush creep onto her cheeks.
However, what irked Kristy was that Domenicâs eyes were fixed on Lindsey with evident affection, seemingly oblivious to her presence.