As the evening began, Yanna quietly followed Vanessa, careful not to draw attention to herself. The vibrant atmosphere of the party showcased a multitude of activities, providing Yanna with a lot of opportunities to observe Vanessa's interactions and mannerisms.
The party pulsated with music, laughter, and lively conversations, creating a backdrop of joyous celebration. Guests mingled and engaged in animated discussions, their laughter filling the air. Colorful decorations adorned the venue, creating an ambiance of festivity and excitement.
As the night progressed, Mr. Curzo, Oliver's father, stood tall and commanding, tapping his crystal glass to capture the attention of the partygoers. The room fell silent, and all eyes turned Towards Mr. Oliver. With a warm smile, he announced the successful completion of their newest joint project, a momentous achievement for their company. A surge of pride and accomplishment washed over the crowd, and a unanimous cheer erupted. Grinning from ear to ear, everyone raised their glasses as a toast to celebrate the remarkable success.
Amidst the collective cheer and jubilation, Yanna's gaze inadvertently met Vanessa's.
Yanna stood by, her lips forming a smile as she observed Vanessa gracefully navigating conversations and effortlessly avoiding complicated topics.
Yanna, disguised as Clarence, an unfamiliar face among the crowd, also became a topic of discussion. Some individuals who were interested in Yanna invited her to join them, but she politely declined.
Amidst the lively atmosphere, a woman with blond hair, dressed in white, accidentally bumped into Yanna, causing her to momentarily lose balance and spill the juice she was holding onto Yanna's suit.
Reacting swiftly, Yanna caught the woman to prevent her from falling completely. She calmed the startled woman down and reassured her, saying, "It's alright, no harm done. Accidents happen to the best of us."
Yanna had a thought. She wondered how the woman could "accidentally" bump into her, unless... discreetly glancing around to confirm her suspicion without arousing suspicion, she noticed Oliver wearing a smile.
Vanessa, who had been attentively observing the incident, couldn't help but notice the woman's eyes while she spilled her juice.
' This girl is skilled at acting, but she seems to have forgotten that acting is not solely about movement or action ' Vanessa thought to herself.
It is apparent to Yanna that the woman intentionally caused the incident, leading Vanessa to feel uneasy and suspect that the girl may have malicious intentions towards Yanna.
Vanessa, trying to maintain her composure, softly whispered to Yanna, "Yanna, I believe that woman did it on purpose."
Yanna quickly glanced at the woman, understanding Vanessa's concern. With people observing them, Yanna could only gently pat Vanessa's hand to reassure her and make it appear as though Vanessa was simply worried about her well-being.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it. I just wasn't paying attention," the woman nervously explained, tearfully waiting for Clarence's response, as well as the onlookers.
"It's alright, it's just clothing. Just be more cautious next time and don't keep your head down while walking. You're beautiful, so walk with confidence,"
Clarence assured the woman, offering a compliment that made her blush, and even gained admiration from those listening.
Vanessa, giving Yanna a quick look, chimed in,
"You don't have to worry about him, just be careful," as she pulled Yanna towards the bathroom.
The woman in the white dress, who received a signal from Oliver, swiftly followed them.
As Vanessa and Yanna were about to enter, the woman blocked their path, panting from the effort.
"What is it?" Vanessa impatiently asked, her irritation growing with the woman's presence.
The woman struggled to catch her breath before finally speaking, "I...um... it's about Mr. Clarence."
"What about him?" Vanessa inquired, growing more impatient.
"It's...it's my fault, so...umm...you can let me take care of him, Ms. Rodriguez," the woman said in a somewhat firm tone, but soon realized the weight of her words, stepping back in shock.
And like a line that had been cut, Vanessa became more indifferent, and a burst of pheromones quickly emanated from her towards the woman.
"What's your name?" Vanessa coldly asked.
The woman sweated as she tried to hold herself from Vanessa's pheromones.
"M-Ms. Rodriguez... I... haa... haa... I didn't mean that," the woman stopped her act, but she felt pure fear facing a higher-level Omega.
"Your name." As if she didn't hear anything, Vanessa took a step but was stopped by Yanna.
"I'm... Melody... haa... haa..." the girl managed to say while catching her breath
Yanna tightly held Vanessa as she started to feel affected by her peach pheromones.
Nevertheless, Yanna resisted the attraction and started to find a way to get them out, as it wouldn't be good if other Alphas nearby smelled the pheromones. An S-class Omega like Vanessa can attract and make them lose their sanity, even people at a distance. Although pheromones alone can suppress lower-level Alphas and Omegas, it doesn't mean there's no danger anymore.
"Vanes, pull yourself together. We have to go," Yanna said, trying to get Vanessa's attention from the woman.
As the evening began, Yanna quietly followed Vanessa, careful not to draw attention to herself. The vibrant atmosphere of the party showcased a multitude of activities, providing Yanna with a lot of opportunities to observe Vanessa's interactions and mannerisms.
The party pulsated with music, laughter, and lively conversations, creating a backdrop of joyous celebration. Guests mingled and engaged in animated discussions, their laughter filling the air. Colorful decorations adorned the venue, creating an ambiance of festivity and excitement.
As the night progressed, Mr. Curzo, Oliver's father, stood tall and commanding, tapping his crystal glass to capture the attention of the partygoers. The room fell silent, and all eyes turned Towards Mr. Oliver. With a warm smile, he announced the successful completion of their newest joint project, a momentous achievement for their company. A surge of pride and accomplishment washed over the crowd, and a unanimous cheer erupted. Grinning from ear to ear, everyone raised their glasses as a toast to celebrate the remarkable success.
Amidst the collective cheer and jubilation, Yanna's gaze inadvertently met Vanessa's.
Yanna stood by, her lips forming a smile as she observed Vanessa gracefully navigating conversations and effortlessly avoiding complicated topics.
Yanna, disguised as Clarence, an unfamiliar face among the crowd, also became a topic of discussion. Some individuals who were interested in Yanna invited her to join them, but she politely declined.
Amidst the lively atmosphere, a woman with blond hair, dressed in white, accidentally bumped into Yanna, causing her to momentarily lose balance and spill the juice she was holding onto Yanna's suit.
Reacting swiftly, Yanna caught the woman to prevent her from falling completely. She calmed the startled woman down and reassured her, saying, "It's alright, no harm done. Accidents happen to the best of us."
Yanna had a thought. She wondered how the woman could "accidentally" bump into her, unless... discreetly glancing around to confirm her suspicion without arousing suspicion, she noticed Oliver wearing a smile.
Vanessa, who had been attentively observing the incident, couldn't help but notice the woman's eyes while she spilled her juice.
' This girl is skilled at acting, but she seems to have forgotten that acting is not solely about movement or action ' Vanessa thought to herself.
It is apparent to Yanna that the woman intentionally caused the incident, leading Vanessa to feel uneasy and suspect that the girl may have malicious intentions towards Yanna.
Vanessa, trying to maintain her composure, softly whispered to Yanna, "Yanna, I believe that woman did it on purpose."
Yanna quickly glanced at the woman, understanding Vanessa's concern. With people observing them, Yanna could only gently pat Vanessa's hand to reassure her and make it appear as though Vanessa was simply worried about her well-being.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it. I just wasn't paying attention," the woman nervously explained, tearfully waiting for Clarence's response, as well as the onlookers.
"It's alright, it's just clothing. Just be more cautious next time and don't keep your head down while walking. You're beautiful, so walk with confidence,"
Clarence assured the woman, offering a compliment that made her blush, and even gained admiration from those listening.
Vanessa, giving Yanna a quick look, chimed in,
"You don't have to worry about him, just be careful," as she pulled Yanna towards the bathroom.
The woman in the white dress, who received a signal from Oliver, swiftly followed them.
As Vanessa and Yanna were about to enter, the woman blocked their path, panting from the effort.
"What is it?" Vanessa impatiently asked, her irritation growing with the woman's presence.
The woman struggled to catch her breath before finally speaking, "I...um... it's about Mr. Clarence."
"What about him?" Vanessa inquired, growing more impatient.
"It's...it's my fault, so...umm...you can let me take care of him, Ms. Rodriguez," the woman said in a somewhat firm tone, but soon realized the weight of her words, stepping back in shock.
And like a line that had been cut, Vanessa became more indifferent, and a burst of pheromones quickly emanated from her towards the woman.
"What's your name?" Vanessa coldly asked.
The woman sweated as she tried to hold herself from Vanessa's pheromones.
"M-Ms. Rodriguez... I... haa... haa... I didn't mean that," the woman stopped her act, but she felt pure fear facing a higher-level Omega.
"Your name." As if she didn't hear anything, Vanessa took a step but was stopped by Yanna.
"I'm... Melody... haa... haa..." the girl managed to say while catching her breath
Yanna tightly held Vanessa as she started to feel affected by her peach pheromones.
Nevertheless, Yanna resisted the attraction and started to find a way to get them out, as it wouldn't be good if other Alphas nearby smelled the pheromones. An S-class Omega like Vanessa can attract and make them lose their sanity, even people at a distance. Although pheromones alone can suppress lower-level Alphas and Omegas, it doesn't mean there's no danger anymore.
"Vanes, pull yourself together. We have to go," Yanna said, trying to get Vanessa's attention from the woman.
