Love's Perfect Match

Chapter 638 Defiance

However, Federick didn't bother with Enrique.

Federick took Yelena's hand and led her outside before he glanced up and down at her.

"Although he's quite unconventional, his makeup skills are good."

"Hmph! It's because I am a natural beauty."

"Yes, yes." Federick flashed a gentle smile. "Do you believe me now? Let's go. We are heading over now."

Yelena nodded in reply. She thought it was just a banquet, but when they arrived, she suddenly felt nervous.

She felt out of place as she watched the stylish and sophisticated people passing by.

Noticing this, Federick nudged her arm.

"What's wrong? Weren't you looking forward to this? Why are you so nervous now?"

Yelena's face turned slightly pink. "I didn't expect to see so many people."

"There are indeed a lot of people at this banquet." Federick smiled and took a glass of champagne handed to him

by a waiter while casually getting one for Yelena too.

"What is our purpose for coming here today?" Yelena asked this question without much thought. Upon realizing the

silliness of her words, she quickly took a sip of champagne to calm herself down.

"For fun. Nothing much."

"Fun?" Yelena looked at him with confusion and asked the question that she had been thinking about for the longest

time. "Who are you exactly? How do you manage to come to a place like this?"

Federick only smirked and winked. "Take a guess."

"Guess, my foot. Why can't you just tell me?"

Having to solve riddles gave her a headache.

"Have you forgotten my last name?"

Yelena looked at his faint smile and suddenly realized that she had been narrow-minded for associating him with the

academic genius with a normal background and the village officer from the impoverished countryside.

"Seanzy?"

Yelena struggled to recall this surname. After exploring a certain memory, her eyes went wide.

"You're from the Seanzy Family!"

The Seanzy Family was in no way ordinary. The Sullivan Family couldn't even compare to them.

Moreover, the Seanzy Family's main company was overseas, so there was hardly any chance to meet them in

normal circumstances.

"Surprise, surprise." Yelena sighed helplessly. First, it was Hank, and now Federick. Each one of them had an identity

that could leave people startled.

But when she thought of Hank, her gaze dimmed in an instant.

I wonder how he is doing now.

I heard that he was seriously ill. Did he get any better?

Wait, why am I thinking about him?

He has already given me the cold shoulder and even blocked me. But here I am, acting like an obsessed ex.

How silly of me!

Yelena inwardly berated herself and forcefully shook her head. However, her actions were noticed by those around

her.

"What's wrong? You don't find this place enjoyable? Is that why you're upset?" Federick knew what she was thinking

and deliberately asked a different question.

She might get upset if he had gone straight to the point.

"Oh, no, I'm actually quite happy." Yelena forced a smile.

"Since we're here, try not to dwell on your problems, yeah? After all, I brought you here to relax."

Federick then set his wine glass aside and extended his hand toward her.

"Beautiful lady, may I have the pleasure of dancing with you?"

Yelena chuckled at his polite yet somewhat pretentious gesture. Still, she reached out nonetheless, not wanting to

embarrass him.

"With utmost pleasure."

As Yelena prepared to dance, she realized that they weren't going to dance a classic waltz; it was a vibrant Rotlian-

style dance that was both elegant and lively.

However, she had never learned it before and was not good at this.

As the music began and the people around them gracefully twirled, Yelena hesitated to make a move.

She closely observed the gestures of those around her but found them too complicated for her to take a good look

at.

Just when she was on the verge of feeling awkward, Federick pulled her into his arms.

"It's okay. Just follow my lead," he whispered.

Yelena only nodded cautiously.

Seeing how restrained she still was, Federick chuckled. "There's no need to worry. No one here will notice even if

you make a mistake."

It dawned on Yelena that she was feeling embarrassed due to her excessive nervousness and fear of making

mistakes. Upon hearing his encouragement, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Got it."

After finally completing a dance, she repeatedly declined Federick's invitation to another dance.

"No more dancing, really. I'm seriously sh*t at it."

But when she thought of Hank, her gaze dimmed in an instant.

Even if no one seemed to mind her making a fool of herself, she couldn't possibly keep embarrassing herself.

"Alright, I won't force you."

Just as the two of them left the dance floor, a well-dressed woman approached them and invited Federick to dance.

"I've noticed that you are quite a good dancer. Will you dance with me?"

There was a hint of shyness on her face, as if she was afraid of being rejected. She seemed a bit nervous.

Federick was about to refuse, but when he turned his head and saw Yelena looking at him with encouragement and

anticipation, he suddenly accepted her request seemingly in defiance.

"Of course. Let's go," he replied generously and naturally took the woman's hand.

The woman, who had expected to be rejected because of his cold demeanor, was pleasantly surprised when he

suddenly agreed.

"Let's do that!" she cheered.

The two of them held hands and glided onto the dance floor. While dancing, Federick kept an eye on Yelena.

Yelena was finally relieved to escape the hassle of dancing.

She then took out her phone and idly scrolled through the news.

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded beside her.

"Why are you sitting here alone? You're not dancing?"

Startled, Yelena looked up to see a man in a suit with an elegant and composed smile on his face. It was probably

because his smile was too infectiously charming that she didn't have her guard up like usual.

"I don't feel like it."

Even so, she didn't tell the stranger the truth.

It was not that she didn't feel like dancing, it was more like she didn't know how to.

However, the stranger before her had no intention of letting her off that easily. He even seemed like he was more

interested in her than before.

"I've been watching you when you were dancing earlier," he mentioned.

Upon hearing this, Yelena raised her head and awkwardly smiled. She had intended to play it cool, but she didn't

expect him to see through her weakness so easily. In the end, she decided to adopt an attitude of self-

righteousness.

"Why are you asking me when you already know?"

"Oh, there is nothing embarrassing about it at all. I just thought you looked cute when you danced. That's why I

wanted to come and get to know you."

Even if no one seemed to mind her making a fool of herself, she couldn't possibly keep embarrassing herself.