Avery raised her hands to show Lautner her handcuffs. They were a good reason to stop her from dancing with him. She said, "How do I dance like this?"

Mr. Black gloated more. He grinned for his mischief worked, "It's okay. Don't mind me. You can go ahead and dance."

As he assumed, there were two unhappy looks glaring at him.

Mr. Black was on purpose.

Avery didn't want to dance with him either. It crossed her line when Lautner forced her to kiss him. If Evan showed up at the banquet, what would he think if he saw it?

With the thought in mind, Avery looked at the hall and did a quick look. And she started to explain to herself when she was let down.

Why was she so sure Evan would turn up? He could come to B Country on business trips. Or he didn't plan to do anything at all.

Her heart was ripped apart because of it. It was so painful that she was almost choked.

Avery looked up and realized her every move became pictures in Lautner's eyes.

"Do you want to dance?"

Lautner thought Avery looked at the dancing men and women. So he grabbed her wrist and took her to the dancing floor.

"Hey! Are you really gonna dance?"

Mr. Black changed his attitude. If they really danced, he would be tremendously awkward being left alone.

To say the least, he was fatally handsome...

Avery was confused too. She tried to get rid of him, "I didn't say I want to dance."

And how come did the man take the initiative and make decisions for her?

"You promised me. Don't you want to deliver the promise?"

The man held her hands with patience. He just ignored Mr. Black.

"What if I decide not to honor my word? So what?"

Avery lifted her head and said it as she had the right to do so. And she seemed to realize Lautner's suit color matched her dress.

"Good one."

Mr. Black cut in suddenly. But no one answered him. The man bent to whisper something next to Avery's ears.

Avery was blushed because of the kiss. Now her face turned more blushed.

"You!"

Avery bit her lips and gave him her hand unwillingly. Her other hand, which was cuffed to Mr. Black's hand, was placed on the man's shoulder.

"Hey, my hand will get sour...

"You handcuffed me, and you deserve this."

Avery answered.

Evan, however, didn't want Mr. Black's hand on his shoulder. So he grabbed Avery's hand and put it on his waist.

"How should we dance like this?"

Avery felt most uncomfortable with the position. She never thought about how three persons did a two-person dance.

The man threatened her by asking if she wanted to see pictures of the night they had sex. And he asked if she wanted her ex-husband to receive those.

Didn't he find the position awkward?

Avery almost drowned in the man's faint cologne scent. He held her hand so Mr. Black couldn't touch it. And he held her other hand.

Avery bit her lips and didn't say anything. She didn't want Mr. Black to touch her hand, nor did she want him to touch her hand.

Maybe Avery and Lautner were a perfect match. Even if their dancing position was bizarre, no one felt so. They all felt Mr. Black was the third wheel.

Evan took Avery to swirl as the music went. And Mr. Black swirled too and bumped Avery.

Avery was speechless.

Mr. Black's head was spinning after the dance was over. He heard the indifferent voice from the top of his head. Evan said, "Do you remember where the key is?"

Avery then realized he was using this way to force Mr. Black to give him the key.

"I'm not giving it to you."

Mr. Black felt better and grabbed Avery to his side. But Avery's other hand was grabbed by Evan.

Avery was stuck in the middle of them.

The guests gradually left the dancing floor. The three left there. Neither of the men was willing to give up.

Avery felt her head was about to explode. What the hell happened to her?

Avery grabbed the handcuff as hard as she could, "Why do you come here? If you come here because you are handcuffed back at the hotel, stop right now. It is enough."

"Who says I'm here because of that?" Mr. Black pouted, "I'm not as petty as you think."

"Or why?" Avery bent to see the handcuff, "If you have the key, open the handcuffs."

"I don't have it."

Avery held back her urge to swear. Mr. Black brought the handcuff and not the key?

Avery caught a glimpse of the President's secretary. He was coming to them. He bowed to Avery and Evan first, and said, "Mr. Black, the President would like to see you."

Avery peeked at him.

Judging from the way the secretary treated him, Mr. Black's true identity was not simple...

The secretary looked at the handcuff in curiosity, "Your Highness, this..."

"Don't look at me. Ask him."

Avery lifted her chin at Mr. Black.

Mr. Black chuckled, and grabbed her, "Let's go. I guess what the President wants to say is about you."

Avery was grabbed by Mr. Black. And Evan followed them.

The secretary gave Evan an embarrassing look. But he didn't say anything. So he took them to the President's study.

The President was surprised to see all these coming in. He was about to say something but saw the handcuffs first.

"What's going on?"

"This is a little joke."

Mr. Black said, first.

"I'll ask them to open it."

"Don't bother. It has digital devices inside. It will open automatically when the time comes."

Evan was speechless.

The President nodded. He said, "Avery was at the hotel that day too. You caught the terrorists. I guess it's okay, Avery hears it."

Mr. Black looked at Evan, "Sir, there is one more."

He was talking about Evan, who invited himself here.

Evan's look changed immediately. He said, "I was at the hotel too. I'd like to stay and see if he is exaggerating."

The President was silent. He didn't say no, "Mr. Black, you subdued terrorists for us. On behalf of our citizens, I would like to say thank you."

Mr. Black waved his hand, "It's okay. This is just a small favor."

Then he smiled and said, "If you feel sorry about it, let me marry Avery. You're choosing a husband for her anyway."

Avery was speechless.

Marriage was so casual these days?

Evan's look was the worst. His voice was stern, "No. I can't agree."

Mr. Black withdrew his smile, "George, you don't have any say in this, do you?"

"Why do you have a say?"

"I subdued terrorists. And Mr. President wants to reward me. Can't you tell? Haha. It's okay if you can't see it. It's none of your business anyway."

Avery closed her eyelids. Damn. Mr. Black was here to add more troubles. He wasn't serious at all.

The President got up from the chair with a calm look. He walked to them slowly, "What do you think, Avery?"

Wow, Avery was surprised that he would ask her opinion.

If the President wanted her to marry someone so much and went to a lot of trouble to do it, she would do it.

So Avery nodded, "Okay."

Then he looked at Evan with a cunning look, "George, do you want to marry me?"