NOAH’S POV

The event was the worst I ever attended. Everyone was present, their baring eyes yearning to peer into my soul.

I guess I could give a toast to my mother for captivating the eyes of one of the richest men in the state.

I didn't blame them. If I wasn't in the family already, I would be keen to see the lady that caught Mr Jerry Hawthorne’s eyes.

The gown Chloe has picked was more gorgeous than I gave credit for.

A thin strap held both sides in the shoulder, the chest ...