Wanted: Billionaire's Wife And Their Genius Twin Babies novel Chapter 62

Anne was a little distracted as she stared at Rachel. 'No wonder Nathan would put so much effort on a newcomer like her.'

Aside from her superior talent, Rachel also exuded a delicate air that not many rich ladies have, and that face...

As the door opened, Nathan's first look at Rachel was on her lanky, pretty legs with an eye-catching crystal heel.

Following that, Rachel exited the car in a pure white dress that showed off her flawless shoulder and delicate clavicles. The dress was so white that it was almost translucent, but it reflected light like the wings of an angel, and it barely exposed anything that was not supposed to show.

The slanted high-low skirt puffed naturally and gracefully, exposing her fair, lanky legs. On top of that, the skirt was sprinkled with diamonds that resemble stars in the night sky or beautiful morning dew.

Her dark brown hair sat naturally on her shoulders. Her irises were clear and bright, her brows were dainty, and her long lashes quivered slightly. Her flawless fair skin blushed healthily as her thin lips bloomed tenderly like rose petals.

For a split second, Nathan was completely enraptured.

Similarly, Rachel had attracted the attention of many people around.

Rachel traipsed beside Nathan and waved her hand in front of his face.

"Mr. Chapman? What's wrong?"

Nathan shook his head and placed a hand on Rachel's shoulder.

Meanwhile, his other hand placed an exquisite white mask onto Rachel's face.

Feeling Nathan's gentleness in his movement, a slight blush crawled onto Rachel's face.

After all, Nathan was dressed in a tuxedo, accentuating his gentle nature.

"Tonight, call me by my name."

Rachel immediately blushed. "Mr. Chapman, isn't this inappropriate? I'm only your employee..."

Nathan placed another mask into Rachel's hand. "Don't forget, tonight, you're not my employee, you're my date."

Unsure, Rachel took the mask that looked exactly the same as the one on her face. "Mr. Chapman, this is?"

Nathan placed a finger on Rachel's full lips as he smiled invitingly.

"Put it on me, please. And call me Nathan."

Nathan lowered his head to Rachel's height before he stopped.

Rachel felt as if her face was on fire while she cautiously slipped the mask onto Nathan's face.

Droves of rich people gathered in front of the hotel entrance like it was a holiday village as they awaited their turn to enter in their lavish outfits in pairs.

Standing beside Rachel, Nathan placed his arms by his side and shot her a hinting look. "My princess, it's our turn to enter."

It took Rachel a second before she held onto Nathan's arm.

Both of them waited for their turn at the entrance, where Anne handed over the invitation letter to the greeter.

The greeter looked at Rachel and smiled at Nathan. "Mr. Chapman, your date looks really charming."

Nathan nodded. "Thank you for the compliment, I think so too."

Rachel lowered her gaze and showed an uneasy expression. "Mi- Nathan."

Hearing Rachel's voice as soft as a mosquito, Nathan laughed.

He caressed her head. "That's more like it."

At that moment, the stage light slowly congregated onto a pair onstage.

Under the stage light, the man's gaze was as frigid as Antarctica. However, his air of opulence was charming, as was his shapely lips and porcelain-esque features. The black dress suit was fitted to him, contouring his slim waist.

On the other hand, the woman beside him wore a purplish-blue dress with dark swirling stripes. The shoulders were embroidered with complex patterns that lead down to the purple sash with butterflies embroidered onto it, outlining her tiny waist. Her hair was loosely tied up into a bun with locks of hair falling beside her face and a butterfly hairpin placed at the top. Her dark eyes were reminiscent of pools of water, and her lips curled up gracefully, reminding people of an angel.

They both wore black masks with a unique design.

"Please, have fun tonight."

The man raised his wine glass and clinked it with the woman next to him, after which they downed the red wine in one gulp.

Off-stage, everyone followed suit by raising their glass and cheered.

Even though the pair onstage were wearing masks, everyone off-stage knew who they were.

That, except the scatterbrained Rachel.

For a brief moment, Rachel lost focus as the deep, dark voice of the man onstage overlapped with a certain someone's from her memory.

However, she could not remember who it was. It was familiar, but it left her subconsciously looking for a place to hide!