Claire's figure was stunning, with curves in all the right places.
Dennis glanced at her casually, feeling a stir in his heart.
Just then, lively dance music started playing outside.
Claire had a sudden idea and began to dance to the music.
Her movements were graceful and elegant, like a butterfly fluttering in the air. Dennis watched her, gradually becoming entranced.
Seeing the moment was right, Claire pretended to be exhausted and fell into Dennis's arms.
Her warm breath and soft body pressed tightly against him, her delicate hands gently caressing his neck.
Dennis's rationality was completely overtaken by desire.
Knowing his heart was racing, Claire got up and, using the excuse of taking a shower, quickly went upstairs, leaving Dennis to savor the moment alone.
Once back in her room, Claire's heart was still pounding. Thinking about how she had danced so freely in front of Dennis made her feel shy.
"Claire, what were you doing just now? You have to make Dennis fall for you within a year. Acting like this, you're lucky if he doesn't end up hating you!" Claire muttered to herself, patting her cheeks.
Suddenly, she remembered something and ran to her closet, opening it to pick out an outfit.
"No, I need to dress up properly. I need Dennis to see my beautiful side. This tight red dress should do the trick. Dennis probably likes women who are a bit sexy, right?"
With that, she took the dress and headed to the bathroom.
She took a shower, dried off, sprayed on some perfume, carefully did her makeup, and finally slipped into the tight red dress, instantly elevating the atmosphere.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she nodded in satisfaction.
"This should catch Dennis's attention, right?"
Although Claire was confident in her appearance, she suddenly thought of a problem.
"But what if Dennis doesn't like this type of woman? What does he like?"
Claire couldn't figure it out. She knew too little about Dennis, other than that he was the heir to the Gonzalez family.
"Forget it, I'll just go downstairs and see what happens. Maybe I'll come up with something."
Claire decided to stop overthinking and went downstairs.
In the hall, Dennis was on the phone, looking serious.
"Grandma, don't worry. I'll find the best feng shui master in the country to find a good spot for Grandpa's memorial, so he can rest in peace."
"Yes, Grandma, I remember. I'll avoid places with water and try to find a spot near the mountains. I understand. I'll go check it out as soon as possible."
"When are you coming back? I'll pick you up at the airport." Dennis hung up the phone and looked up, just in time to see Claire coming down the stairs.
The red dress hugged her curves perfectly, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, and her delicate makeup accentuating her enchanting eyes.
But Dennis only gave her a cold glance and mocked, "Where are you off to, all dolled up? Trying to seduce someone?"
Claire's face turned red at his words, but she quickly recovered.
She smiled and glared at Dennis, "Who said I'm trying to seduce anyone? I'm just getting some fresh air."
"Fresh air? Do you think I'm blind? Dressed up like that, you're clearly trying to seduce someone."
Dennis's eyes were sharp as he looked her up and down, then continued, "With your looks and figure, you might not even be good enough."
"You..." Claire was both embarrassed and angry at his insult, but she couldn't refute him.
However, she didn't want to lose face in front of Dennis.
So, she huffed and turned to walk towards the garden.
Halfway there, her phone suddenly rang.
Claire opened it to see a message: [There's a ball in the main hall tonight. All guests are welcome to attend!]
Seeing this, Claire's eyes lit up.
A ball? This could be a great opportunity! She could showcase her charm at the ball and attract Dennis's attention, making up for her earlier embarrassment.
With this in mind, Claire quickened her pace.
She returned to her room, carefully selecting a glamorous gown and applying meticulous makeup.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she nodded in satisfaction.
Tonight, she was determined to make Dennis see her in a new light!
Meanwhile, at the seaside viewing platform, Melinda was anxiously searching for Sam.
The sea breeze gently blew through her hair and dress, making her look like an ethereal fairy.
"Melinda, what are you doing here?" Larry approached with a kind smile, leaning on his cane. "Where's Sam?"
"Grandpa, I'm looking for him. He disappeared in the blink of an eye," Melinda said, a bit helpless.
"Don't worry, the island isn't that big. I'll have someone look for him." Larry waved over a few servants and instructed them to find the child.
Just then, an elderly man walked over, looking stern with a cane in hand, exuding authority. He was followed by a few people, likely his children.
"Larry, long time no see," the old man greeted Larry first.
"Zaid, you came too? It's been a while," Larry responded warmly.
He then turned to introduce Melinda, "Melinda, this is Zaid Howard, an old friend of the Thomas family."
Melinda politely greeted, "Mr. Howard."
Zaid nodded slightly but kept his eyes on Melinda, making her feel a bit uncomfortable.
"Zaid, are you here for Raymond's wedding?" Larry asked with a smile.
Zaid sighed, "I'm here to ask for your help."
"What is it?" Larry raised an eyebrow, signaling him to continue.
But Zaid turned to Melinda, "Melinda, I heard you're helping out at home and planning to join the Thomas Group?"
"Yes, Mr. Howard," Melinda nodded, responding gracefully. "Grandpa is getting older and needs to rest, so I've taken over the family matters to help him."
"Good," Zaid nodded, sounding pleased. "Young people should be ambitious. But..."
He changed his tone, "The business world is like a battlefield. It's not easy for a young woman to stand her ground. You need support."
He then looked at his son and daughter-in-law, "Look at how capable Melinda is. You should help her more in the future." His children nodded repeatedly, but their eyes lingered on Melinda, making her feel uneasy.
At that moment, Sam suddenly ran over, "Mom, look at the sandcastle I made!"
Melinda turned to see Sam holding a small shovel, his face full of anticipation.
"It's beautiful, Sam! The best sandcastle ever!" Melinda immediately knelt beside him, taking out her phone to snap a photo, planning to send it to Raymond later.
"I'll send it to your dad."
Not far away, Raymond was chatting with some guests, occasionally glancing at Melinda and Sam with a look of affection.
The two exchanged glances from a distance, their eyes filled with love for each other.
As night fell, the island's temperature dropped a few degrees compared to the day.
But the atmosphere was more lively, likely due to the evening banquet.
Especially the young female guests, dressed in glamorous gowns and exquisite makeup, arm in arm with their dance partners, stepping gracefully into the dance floor.
As the bride and groom, Melinda and Raymond didn't have time to join the festivities.
They had more important matters to attend to!