Chapter 8: Dancing

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Mary was led out of the crowd by Jayce to the upper left corner.

It was clearly outside the crowd, but it seemed to be the focus of the entire banquet hall.

Was it because of the five tall, handsome brothers in front of her, each one of them as perfect as Prince Charming?

In addition to Griffith, who was still cold and gloomy, Mary also saw Monroe Hall.

He was glaring at her with a gloomy face, obviously still holding a grudge against her for disturbing his good time.

Mary seemed to feel the dangerous aura of his underground king…

Mary braced herself and pretended not to see Monroe’s gaze. Her gaze fell on the other two people,

Jayce introduced the others to Mary, “This is Hugh Hall, your sixth brother. This is Herman Hall, your seventh brother. As for your second brother and fifth brother, they didn’t come tonight because of work. We’ll slowly get to know each other in the future.”

Mary raised her hand to greet the few in front of her, “Hi, brothers. I’m Mary… I’m 19 years old this year…”

It was kind of awkward!

The sudden large-scale family recognition scene made Mary feel a little at a loss.

Everyone just nodded coldly.

Mary felt that other than Jayce, no one seemed to welcome her.

Well, she didn’t want to get too close to them at all!

However, Monroe Hall was her mission now, so she had to get close to him…

As Mary was thinking, Monroe grabbed her wrist.

“I’m in a hurry, let me go first!”

As he said that, he took Mary to the dance floor.

Mary stared at him with a puzzled look, and her steps staggered!

“Why did you suddenly dance?”

Monroe sneered, “If it wasn’t for daddy’s orders, do you think we would be willing?”

Mary’s mouth twitched. She understood that Henry wanted them to get to know each other better.

“With each and every one of you?” Mary looked at the four people who were still standing in the same place not far away.

There were clearly dozens of pairs of socialite daughters’ gazes on them, and they looked like they wanted to stick to each other. Were they all still waiting for something?

Could it be… they were waiting to dance with her?

Monroe grabbed her slender waist with one big hand, and with the drum’s beat, he pressed Mary against him!

Lowering his head and bending down, Monroe leaned close to Mary’s ear.

“The Hall men have given you enough face for today, haven’t they?”

“However, don’t think that you’re really some celebrity’s daughter. Your last name is Dawson, and ours is Hall. For the sake of daddy and Diana’s happiness, I’ll spare you this time. Remember, next time, you won’t be so lucky!”

Mary felt Monroe’s dangerous aura.

Because when he spoke, she felt as if an icy, poisonous snake had climbed up her neck… it was both cold and terrifying!

She gritted her teeth to suppress her fear and… anger.

Monroe pushed Mary out.

Mary spun and fell into Herman’s arms.

Herman was very young and equally handsome. He was more like a freshly ripened peach.

Fair, fresh, and soft.

Herman did not say a word throughout the dance, nor did he look at Mary.

He raised his head and danced seriously. Mary gradually got used to the dance steps and began to dance with Herman.

She had always known how to dance, but Monroe had influenced her rhythm.

Not far away, Jayce looked at his brother and sister who danced perfectly on the dance floor. He could not help but laugh.

Monroe stared at Mary with a cold smile for a while, then turned around and entered the crowd. He was immediately surrounded by the other women.

Herman quickly finished dancing. He seemed to have something urgent to do and was about to leave.

Before he left, he finally took a special look at Mary. Perhaps he did not expect that this unremarkable girl would dance so well with him.

Then came Griffith and Hugh.