Chapter 180: Chapter 180

"Let me tell you, Nick Walters isn’t all that elite. Even if he’s a design genius in the fashion industry, he’s been out for many years now, and many of his clothing styles are outdated. Look at what Marilyn is wearing today, that’s a masterpiece from the currently most popular fashion designer, Mr. Albin. Just a little heads up, the gown for Marilyn’s engagement party will also be designed and tailored by Albin, using over a thousand diamonds and valued at more than 50 million."

"This is President Sterling’s gesture of affection for our Marilyn, something others can only envy."

Jean Zane’s praise for Marilyn Ford immediately shifted the party’s focus from Anna Thornton to Marilyn Ford.

Indeed, they haven’t been able to invite Nick Walters back to design the engagement gown for Marilyn Ford.

But hearing these words, at least Conrad Sterling is willing to put effort into her, making Marilyn Ford feel a bit better.

She held Conrad Sterling’s arm tighter, taking the chance to show some public affection due to the atmosphere: "Conrad, thank you."

Conrad Sterling glanced down at her: "As long as you like it."

"A fifty-million-dollar engagement gown, who wouldn’t like it? I’m really looking forward to seeing what it will look like on Marilyn. It’ll surely be perfect, unlike some people who, even when wearing millions worth of gowns, are mistaken for wearing cheap knockoffs and don’t seem genuine."

This "some people" clearly referred to Anna Thornton.

Ever since being scammed out of ten million

, Jean Zane has held a grudge against her.

Unexpectedly, she ran into her nemesis at the Willow family’s party. Having suffered last time, Jean Zane dared not easily provoke Anna Thornton again, especially since today Anna Thornton came with Finn Grant.

With nothing else she could do, she could only stand on the side, making a few sour remarks to vent.

Finn Grant, with his sharp ears, caught onto this commotion.

"They seem to be talking about you. How about I take you over to say hi?" he suggested to Anna Thornton.

Hearing this, Anna Thornton glared at him: "Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to?"

"I just want to go show off in front of that Sterling guy that you’re my date today."

Last time at the club during a game, he watched as Conrad Sterling snatched Anna Thornton away right in front of him.

Finn Grant has been holding a grudge ever since, and today seemed like a good chance to vent it out.

"I’m the one Conrad Sterling rejected, what’s there to show off about?"

"Blame him for having no taste then!"

"Don’t forget, you asked me here today to support you through the event, so if you want me to stay peacefully until the end of the party, I advise you not to make trouble."

"Alright, alright, if you say no trouble, then no trouble."

Finn Grant agreed readily and took Anna Thornton’s hand: "Come, I’ll take you to dance."

"It’s not time for dancing yet."

"What’s the fun in dancing with everyone? You have to be unique to stand out from these commoners!"

Finn Grant, with his impulsive nature, led Anna Thornton to the center of the dance floor.

The music playing at that moment was a tango.

"’A Step Away,’ know how to dance to it?" Anna Thornton asked him.

Finn Grant raised an eyebrow: "What can’t I do?"

As he spoke, the man had already bent down and extended his hand, making a standard dance invitation pose.

Anna Thornton thought he was just boasting, but once they danced, she realized Finn Grant was quite a good dancer.

Only with their shared mysterious confidence could they dare to pull such a stunt at someone else’s wedding anniversary celebration.

If they danced well, they’d steal the spotlight; if not, they’d be the typical laughingstocks.

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Anna Thornton and Finn Grant danced harmoniously, and their good looks were eye-catching, attracting all the previously wandering guests to form a circle to watch.

"See? Now it’s our show. What if I suddenly proposed to you after the music stops, would it be more sensational?"

"If you dare, I’ll twist your head off and kick it three hundred meters away."

Anna Thornton gave him a warning look, enough is enough.

There’s a limit to fooling around with him; otherwise, she won’t agree next time.

Finn Grant shrugged, temporarily dismissing the thought.

After their dance, enthusiastic applause erupted around them.

Finn Grant initially wanted to wrap his arms around Anna Thornton, but she only allowed him to hold one hand, lifting her gown slightly with the other, and bending her knee in a gesture of thanks.

"Hmph, just trying to show off!" Jean Zane watched Anna Thornton, her eyes nearly popping out with anger, "Marilyn, I think Anna Thornton is purposely trying to steal your spotlight!"

"Tonight is about President Willow and his wife’s anniversary; the focus should be on them as a couple. How could I have any spotlight?"

Marilyn Ford said, instinctively glancing at Conrad Sterling.

Thankfully, even after Anna Thornton arrived, she hadn’t caught his attention, and even during the dance just now, Conrad Sterling hadn’t glanced her way.

Just then, Miles Willow was greeting the guests with his wife, and it was Finn Grant’s turn.

"Young Master Grant, it’s rare to see you with a date; won’t you introduce her?"

"This is Anna Thornton," Finn Grant pointed at Anna Thornton, "my future wife!"

Anna Thornton secretly pinched him, but fortunately, today’s party was private, and no media were present.

If not, tomorrow’s gossip magazines and websites would have Anna Thornton featured all over again.

This was also the reason she agreed to be Finn Grant’s date.

"President Willow, don’t listen to his nonsense. I’m Anna Thornton, a friend of Young Master Grant, and my profession is actress."

"Oh, an actress? No wonder you’re so beautiful."

Miles Willow admired Anna Thornton for a while, unable to take his amazed eyes off her: "Has Miss Thornton signed with a management company?"

"Yes, I’ve signed with Dynasty Entertainment."

"That’s a pity; if not, you could consider joining my company. With your talent, Miss Thornton, you’d surely be adored by many audiences."

Anna Thornton really wished Conrad Sterling could hear this.

She went through so much effort to sign with his company, only to face suppression after barely getting in.

Whereas, Willow Group, a leading giant in the country, praised her openly.

"Thank you, President Willow, for the recognition."

Anna Thornton exchanged pleasantries with Miles Willow and finally turned her attention to the woman beside him.

Upon seeing her, Anna Thornton finally understood why the photos they took outside felt familiar.

"Aunt Chambers, it’s you? It’s been so long since we last met."

The woman beside Miles Willow, dressed in a black evening gown, appeared grand and elegant.

She seemed to be in her forties but looked at most in her early thirties, hinting at significant efforts in maintaining her appearance.

"Do you know my wife?" Miles Willow asked.

Yet, upon hearing this, Mrs. Willow, Lauren Chambers, said: "Miss Thornton, are you joking? I’ve never met you before."