Chapter 53. Are You Okay?

The familiar, conspicuous, limited-edition black car sleekly rolled to a stop in front of one of the grandest halls in the state.

Upon seeing the car come to a stop, the reporters crowding the venue and interviewing other top socialites immediately paused their actions. They rushed toward the car and surrounded it while taking pictures, the light and shutter sound made by their camera not ceasing a bit. It was as if they didn’t even want to miss a bit of detail.

Corbyn's expression softened, his brows arched, and his inquisitive gaze fell on Valencia’s small and beautiful face.

Even though Corbyn didn’t say a word, Valencia already knew what Corbyn’s expression signified. She pressed her lips together and tried to plaster the most sincere smile she could ever muster on her face. “I’m fine. I took a rest.” As soon as Valencia returned to the mansion from Maverick’s office, she tried to take as much rest as she could since she already knew that they'd be at