The Unveiled Rose
Chapter 308

Just as I finished my morning tasks and was about to take a walk, a group of people burst into the office. They approached me before turning to Zane. "Mr. Huxham, is this her?"

Zane nodded. "Yes."

Confused, I asked, "What's going on?"

"Remember that luncheon you're attending with me?" Zane walked over to me and explained, "They're here to style you up."

Before I could respond, a young woman stepped in front of me. "Close your eyes."

They then went to work by applying makeup on my face with brushes while someone else styled my hair. I sat there quietly, thinking how I should avoid these events in the future. All this preparation time could have been spent making money! Once the makeup was done, someone called out to me softly, "Time to wake up."

Right as I opened my eyes, another person thrusted a dress into my hands. She urged, "Quick, try this on."

Still dazed, I headed to the office bathroom to change. When I emerged, they broke into applause while gathering around me. They praised, "You look absolutely stunning!" Someone turned to Zane with a smile and asked, "What do you think, Mr. Huxham?"

Zane observed me from across the room as I shifted uncomfortably. Something flickered in his dark eyes but he quickly masked it and said evenly, "Yeah, she looks good."

The styling team left, looking pleased. Then, I walked over to Zane and took a deep breath. I asked, "Shall we?"

He offered his arm, and I placed my hand lightly on it. Sensing my nervousness, he reassured me, "Don't worry. I'll look after you whatever happens."

"Alright." I relaxed slightly. "I'm counting on you."

Zane nodded. "Of course."

We took the elevator down to the parking garage. Careful not to dirty my dress, I lifted the hem slightly while Zane watched without a word.

When we arrived at the venue, Zane got out first and opened my door. I stepped out carefully before walking beside him.

The luncheon was being held at a private estate this time. Climbing roses covered the iron gates, creating a beautiful display. The grounds seemed endless, and tables were set up throughout the garden.

A red carpet stretched from the entrance to the main hall. As soon as we stepped onto it, I spotted Steven nearby. He was staring in our direction, but I looked away because I didn't want to see him.

"When you're at work, he shows up there." Zane's voice was barely audible. "At events, he waits for you here. Doesn't it bother you?"

"Yes," I answered honestly.