Nathan Shaw had had women before, but every time he faced her, he could not control himself. He felt this woman was really getting more and more extraordinary.

Sierra Moore had just finished putting on her clothes when her body was suddenly turned around. Nathan Shaw fiercely kissed her lips. He really wanted to take her just like that, thinking to himself, "What an attractive little devil."

Fortunately, at this time, it was just a kiss and he didn't do anything. Sierra Moore was relieved and hooked his neck in response.

"Sisi, how about we go back to the hotel now?" Mr. Shaw's eyes were full of undisguised desires and his mind was full of pornographic bubbles.

"Nathan Shaw, it's daytime now. Can you not think about those things?" Sierra Moore glared at him angrily.

Mr. Shaw said righteously, "Haven't you heard that absence makes the heart grow fonder?"

He thought to himself, "Whenever I want my wife, why would I care about day or night?"

Sierra Moore's face was so hot that it was almost piping. She lowered her head, twisted her fingers, and said, "We are not husband and wife. At most, we can only be considered ex-husband and ex-wife."

Only then did Nathan Shaw remember that he had not told her that their marriage was legitimate.

Looking at Sierra Moore's awkward appearance, he thought that she must be very concerned and that it was better to find an opportunity to return the marriage certificate to her. Oh, and her identity documents.

But now was not a good time.

Not wanting her to continue thinking about this matter, Nathan Shaw helped her tidy up her dress and tried to divert her attention. "I think this dress is good."

"Alright, let's take this one then!" Sierra Moore nodded.

Stevenson was a famous businessman and was very famous in San Francisco. His wife was also a noble daughter, so many people came to this birthday ball tonight.

The ball time was five in the afternoon, and the location was Stevenson's private villa.

When Nathan Shaw and Sierra Moore arrived, the inside was already brightly lit, and all the people who came were famous and powerful.

Next to the blue swimming pool, there was a long red carpet. Next to the red carpet were a few tables with expensive drinks and exquisite snacks.

The most eye-catching thing was the ten layers of wine glasses stacked next to the pool. The golden champagne in the glass reflected the pool water and shone brightly.

Today, Nathan Shaw was wearing a black, gold-rimmed evening suit, as well as a white shirt with a dark-red striped tie. His hair was well-combed back with hair gel. He looked extremely heroic.

The hair of the person who was holding his arm was tied up from both sides and braided to the back of her head by a diamond-encrusted hairpin.

She was wearing a long blue dress today. The large dress's hemline moved along with her walking posture. It was the relatively conservative dress that Mr. Shaw had chosen.

Sierra Moore was already tall, and today, she was wearing high heels. She was only half a head lower than Nathan Shaw. The two of them appeared together, holding hands. They were quite a match.

As soon as they came over, the others all stopped to look at them, exclaiming incessantly.

Mr. and Mrs. Stevenson even personally went over to greet them. Mr. Stevenson warmly held Nathan Shaw's hands and said, "Xiao, I am very happy that you can come to my wife's birthday ball."

Nathan Shaw shook hands with him and replied to him in fluent English, "This is my honor."

Sierra Moore handed the gift over at the right time and said in the same fluent English, "Hello, I hope Im not being too bold to meet you for the first time. Happy birthday to Mrs. Stevenson!"

Mr. and Mrs. Stevenson looked at Sierra Moore. "Xiao, this young lady is your..."

Nathan Shaw said generously, "This is my wife. She just arrived in San Francisco yesterday."

Sierra Moore's face was unnaturally red, but she saw Stevenson's expression of understanding. He said to Nathan Shaw, "No wonder your secretary said that you had a temporary emergency yesterday."

Nathan Shaw generously admitted, "My wife is willful. Mr. Stevenson, Im sorry for showing you such a scene."

Then, the two of them tacitly did not continue to mention this matter. Instead, they chatted about something else.

When men drank and talked about business, women talked about jewelry and cosmetics.

It was Sierra Moore's first time attending a ball like this. She didn't know anyone, so she just stood to the side and watched others dance.

Someone came over to greet her, and she responded politely. She kept remembering what Nathan Shaw had just said in her heart.

"This is my wife!"

Sierra Moore thought to herself, "He said wife!"

When she heard these words, she felt as if she was drunk. She had always remembered his words in her heart. Today, she hoped she could behave well as "Madam Xiao".

These people came over to talk to Sierra Moore because of Stevenson's attitude toward Nathan Shaw tonight.

How could anyone who could come here be simple?

Seeing that Sierra Moore was always alone, these people found an excuse to come over and talk to her, and they also took chance to ask about Nathan Shaw's identity.

Sierra Moore was tired of dealing with those noble madams and rich daughters. Fortunately, Mrs. Stevenson came over and everyone toasted the birthday person. A group of noble ladies talked about the new products of the season.

Sierra Moore had been abroad for so many years. Communication was not a problem at all. Nathan Shaw was not worried about her. Seeing her talking and laughing with a group of women, he felt relieved and left with Stevenson.

The matter that had been discussed for a few days had finally been finalized, and they signed the contract right now.

After Nathan Shaw finished talking business, he went to the ball to look for Sierra Moore. After looking around, he saw her sitting next to the pool with a cocktail and stretching out to play with the water in the pool.

When he walked over, he saw a red cloud floating on her cheeks. It was obvious that she had drunk some wine.

"Sierra Moore, what did you promise me when you came to the ball?"

Sierra Moore looked up at him for a moment and suddenly pointed at him with a silly smile. "Nathan Shaw, you are here!"

Nathan Shaw thought to himself, "A person who doesn't know how to drink now is drunk, what a disobedience?"

Nathan Shaw looked at her unhappily with a dark face, thinking to himself, "This woman is really giving me trouble at any moment. When we came to the ball, I warned her that if someone asked her to drink, she should say that she was not feeling well."

But now, he had only been gone for half an hour and this person was already so drunk.

Although he was unhappy, it was obviously not suitable to criticize her at this time. Nathan Shaw held back his anger and pulled her up from the edge of the pool.

Unexpectedly, Sierra Moore was still unhappy. Maybe the water in the pool was cool, she just stayed there and refused to get up.

"Su! Mo!" Nathan Shaw's eyes were full of anger. He wanted to get angry, but when he saw her cloudy eyes, he knew that this person was not awake, so he could only swallow his anger temporarily.

Sierra Moore's alcohol tolerance was very bad. When she was drunk, it was as if she had become a completely different person. She would love to stir up trouble the most.

Nathan Shaw was worried that she would go crazy from drinking at the scene. He thought that since he had achieved his goal, he planned to bid farewell to Mr. and Mrs. Stevenson.

Mrs. Stevenson walked over and said to Nathan Shaw with embarrassment, "I'm really sorry. I didn't know that your wife had such poor alcohol tolerance. Just two cups of wine and she..."

Nathan Shaw shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter. I will take her back to have a rest."

Sierra Moore liked to mess around when she was drunk. Nathan Shaw wanted to take her back to the hotel, but she refused to cooperate. She insisted on standing by the pool and shouting, "Nathan Shaw, I want to drink juice."

She actually treated the cocktail as fruit juice. No wonder she was drunk.

She stood at the edge of the pool and reached out to grab the wine from the waiter's plate. Her body swayed unsteadily and she almost fell into the pool.

Nathan Shaw's heart shook, and a cold sweat broke out on his back. He pulled the drunk back with a dark face. "Sisi, don't make a fuss."

Sure enough, Sierra Moore stopped messing around and quietly looked at him for a moment. Then, she suddenly smiled. "Brother, I want to dance. Shall we go dance?"

She was standing next to the pool. Her water-blue dress's hemline was blown up by the wind and merged with the water in the pool.

With her smile, the water-blue dress swayed and looked dazzling.

Gasps rang out in the surroundings. All of the people were looking at Sierra Moore in amazement. At such a dance, a beautiful eastern woman was simply an existence like a swan.

If one could ignore that she was a drunk cat!

The men were a little restless. If not for Nathan Shaw by her side, some people would have come to invite her. How great would it be to dance with a beautiful woman?

With the deep-blue pool water as the background, there was a six-story cake next to it and champagne glasses that were stacked up like a pyramid.

Next to it, on the dancing floor, accompanied by the beautiful waltz, many men and women were dancing.

At this moment, being stared at by such a pair of black-and-white eyes, Nathan Shaw could not say those words of rejection no matter what.

Without waiting for Nathan Shaw to refuse, Sierra Moore pulled him into the dancing floor.

The drunk woman looked at the others curiously, shaking Nathan Shaw's arm and acting like a spoiled child. "Brother, let's dance too!"

Many people were watching them from the side, and even some people stepped aside to leave the middle position for them. Nathan Shaw was unmoved.

He just looked down at her as if he was trying to tell if she was really drunk.

Before he could distinguish clearly, Sierra Moore had already placed her hand on his. Her beautiful water-blue dress swayed, reflecting the water in the pool and swaying brilliantly.

A song ended and a new dance song began.

Nathan Shaw wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her into his embrace, dancing to the song.

Because she hadn't danced for a long time, Sierra Moore's dance steps seemed a little rusty, but she was unaware of it. She stepped on Nathan Shaw several times in a row, but she was still intoxicated in the music.

The romantic waltz seemed to only be played for the man and woman who were at the center, the handsome man and the beautiful woman.

After a spin, Sierra Moore smiled happily and buried her head in Nathan Shaw's arms. She giggled and said, "Nathan Shaw, I want to fly again."

Mr. Shaw resisted the urge to roll his eyes. He picked up her and spun her again. As a result, the giggling laughter echoed in the air above the dancing floor and did not disperse for a long time.

Marshall Jewelry had been breaking through the foreign market since the beginning of the year, and its advertisements were naturally released on a large scale.

The effect of spending a lot of money was naturally not bad. Soon, someone recognized that Sierra Moore was Marshall Jewelry's brand spokesperson.

It turned out that Marshall Jewelry's spokesperson was Skyreach Corporation's president's wife. Everyone sighed at the fact that Mr. Shaw had made the best use of everything, and at the same time, they also sighed at the beauty of the president's wife whose appearance was comparable to that of celebrities.

Some people wanted to take the opportunity to strike up a conversation. If it went smoothly, they might be able to take photos. Unfortunately, Sierra Moore used drunkenness as an excuse and pretended to be crazy all night. She did not cooperate at all.

After two consecutive dances, Nathan Shaw finally ran out of patience with the drunkard after lifting her to fly over and over again.

Pulling over the person who almost fell into the pool several times, Nathan Shaw could not bear it anymore. After bidding farewell to Mr. and Mrs. Stevenson, he left the villa with his wife.