#Chapter 169: A Proposition

Noah Noah stood at the edge of the crowded reception hall, his eyes scanning the sea of elegantly dressed guests. The soft strains of the string quartet blended perfectly with the hum of conversation. The chandeliers cast a warm glow over the room, their light catching on jewels and polished glasses. But Noah was only looking for one person. His gaze kept returning to Hannah, who was flitting from group to group, her black gown shimmering as she moved and the most perfect smile on her face. She had really outdone herself tonight—far more than Noah expected. Her charity gala was a smashing success, and he had even seen the Luna Queen eyeing her at one point. There was no doubt in Noah’s mind that Hannah would reach her donation goal and then some. He had been trying to make his way back to her side all evening, but it seemed like the universe had other plans. During the opera, Zoe had constantly tapped his shoulder, whispering questions and comments in his