Icy thoughts reamined fixating on the word "wedding." Was Shirley Lindley trying to provoke her by saying that she and Paxon Chevy would be getting married? Did Shirley find out the secret that she was always secretly in love with Pax? No way. There was no way she could know. She had done a great job keeping her feelings for Pax to only herself; No one could possibly know the sorrow and loneliness from this one side-love she had been suffering from.

Now her only option was to bury all her feelings, love and secrets into the deepest abyssal region in her heart; and continue to live her life forlornly forever. After the meeting and reporting to Hosea, who invited her to join him to attend the company's annual banquet tonight. Icy reluctantly agreed. Of course she clearly knew that it wasn’t usual for a new employee to go to the annual banquet with the company CEO; she kept telling herself that all her needed to do was to act normally.

Entering a palace like banquet hall, in which huge spherical crystal chandeliers, as shimmering as stars, illuminating the whole area with numerous honored guests who wore elegantly, Icy Wilkinson felt like she had become an European princess or Cinderella. But she knew everything was only an illusion; she clearly knew it, although in her ornate attire, nothing could hide her inferior status and mediocrity. She understood that she wasn't one of them.

Icy changed her mind and decided to leave. Suddenly an announcement caught her attention when she was already on her way out. She stopped and looked at the direction where the announcement came from. It was Paxon Chevy and Shirley Lindley walking on red carpet entering into the banquet hall, while uncountable camera and spotlight were zooming and shooting at them. Indeed, they were perfect matches and were the best couple in the city, who caught all eyesights from media, especially Paxon Chevy who was mysterious and aristocratic and was the unreachable prince in the eyes of many distinguished ladies. Dressed in a black tuxedo, Paxon had perfect shaped body, wide shoulders and narrow buttocks, and his demeanor was elegant and profound. His delicate three-dimensional facial feature was charming, arrogant, and a bit exotic. His partner Shirley Lindley, was no doubt one of the most stunning beautiful celebrities in the city.

"Oh, my God, look at him. Mr Chevy is very handsome."

"Yeah, I have fallen in love with him." Icy heard some girls talking to each other. Out there, guys were jealous of Paxon; while girls felt envy to Shirley.

When everyone had his or her attention and camera on the king and queen, Shirley Lindley pressed her voluptuous body to her handsome partner who noticed her unnatural motion and frowned; although seemed unwillingly, he just let her holding his arm and pressing herself against him, as the whole world was watching.

"How are you doing?" Suddenly a low magnetic voice pulled Icy back to reality. Hosea Lindley, a warm-looking handsome man, was standing beside her with a glass of wine in his palm.

Compared to Pax, Hosea possessed a combination of elegance and nobleness, but of course he was not physically as attractive and alluring as Pax. Also there was something very special about Pax who always seemed to be surrounded by an energy field. "What? Nothing." Icy was blushed and was a bit embarrassed.

"You are absolutely beautiful today and you truly belong here." Hosea smiled as he took a sip from his glass.

Icy turned red, and she was too shy to stare at his shimmering eyes directly.

"It seems your sister is doing better than you.” Icy tried to start a conversation to hide her embarrassment. Hosea smiled to her, gently lifting her hands and flicking off the hair in front of her forehead. As his hand moved closer to her face, he suddenly lowered his hand and took another sip from his glass.

"At least, in my mind, you are irreplaceable." he smirked and gazed at icy’s watery eyes. Ignoring the rackety surrounding, they looked at each other as time seemed to have stopped.

In a hidden corner, a pair of jealous eyes were staring at Icy Wilkinson......

"Well, I......I'll go to the bathroom to wash my face." Icy suddenly burst out.

She broke the atmosphere of bewilderment, enduring her heart thumping; she ran through the crowd to have some fresh air in the garden outside of the hall. Covering her chest with both hands, she tried to take a deeper breath to restore her heart rate to normal. Then she touched her feverish face and rewinded herself to the earlier scene in which Hosea was still gazing at her gentling......

"Ice calm down, you must calm down......” she told herself.

After leaving the restroom, there was a hostile voice from behind: "Hey, stop!"

She turned back in confusion, and before she had time to react, someone slapped her face.

Her ears were buzzing; she felt so wronged and tried to protest, with a tone of grievance: "Who are you? Why would you hit me?"

A beguiling woman stepped forward and her finger pointed firmly at Icy’s chest and barked: "I am warning you, this slap is to remind you to stay away from Hosea and, dun let me see you two being together again. or I will bust your ass!” The woman’s heavy makeup made her fierce face even more scary and ferocious.

Icy was always a strong girl and was not scared; she flipped the woman’s hand off her; her eyes were cold and her lips were smirking. "Listen to me, Hosea and I are just normal colleagues. There is nothing between us and he is definitely not my cup of tea.” Icy demanded firmly.

She wanted to avoid further unnecessary entanglement with this lady and attempted to walk away. To her surprise, that lady pushed her from behind and she lost her balance and fell into a nearby fountain. “Hahaha, you deserve this!" As if she had won a big fight, the lady was so happy to see icy all wet and soaked that she laughed loudly.

Icy felt so offended and provoked and she never had this kind of experience before in her life; nothing would ease her anger.

"I am telling you. Stay away from my Hosea. Or you are screwed. Bye......” With her two fingers crossed, the crazy lady acted like as if she had nothing to do with this; she walked away and disappeared in the crowd.

Embarrassed, Icy climbed up from the pool of fountains and found that her dress was completely wet.

She rushed all the way to the restroom without looking at other people in banquet hall. Suddenly she bumped into a tall warm figure in front of her; she raised her head to see a handsome face which startled her. She was in a panic. It's him! Paxon CHevy, the guy whom she had been avoiding and had been dreaming of!

When she calmed down and looked at her surrounding area, she realized that she had entered the male restroom mistakenly.

"Sorry......wrong room......” Icy murmured.

She tried to cover her face with both hands, and tried to escape, but was gripped by a strong hand. Once again, she looked into the man's deep shimmering eyes. Paxon squinted at Icy with his insightful eyes which seemed to be able to see through someone’s soul; his lips trembled when he saw a butterfly-like birthmark on Icy’s chest. A the memories from five years ago were refreshed.

This woman with the butterfly birthmark was the same woman he saw at the train station a few days ago.

He' could never forget the peculiar aroma from her body;he moved closer to her face and he could smell the same fragrance from her nose.

His eyebrows, like a sword, made him look strong and powerful; he gently pushed Icy toward the wall, his hands clasped her wrists.

"What are you doing? Let me go!" Icy mumbled, but the strong man's aura and energy field had suppressed her, stopped her from yelling.

Icy held her breath.

"Tell me who you are? Please tell me!" Paxon Chevy further lowered his magnetic voice and requested.

"I duno you. We never met. Please just let me go......” His blazing gaze had ignited Icy’s body.

Ignoring her struggles, Paxon asked: "You're the woman who slept with me five years ago?"

Icy Wilkinson gave up struggling. She wanted to calm down and to think clearly. But her expressions on her face had already told the answer.