Amy immediately agreed, "Alright then."
Deanna's skin was so flawless that it seemed poreless. Clearly, the herbal medicine she used was extremely effective.
Suddenly, Amy remembered something and asked, "By the way, girl, what's your relationship with that brat?"
"You two aren't..."
Amy chuckled mischievously but was interrupted by Deanna.
"No, I'm just Mr. Mercer's doctor."
Hearing this, Amy let out an "Oh," clearly losing some interest.
Deanna smiled faintly.
The two chatted casually, and before long, Deanna's makeup was done.
Looking at Deanna, she resembled a perfect piece of art.
Amy stood beside her, repeatedly praising her.
"This is too beautiful!"
Deanna felt a bit embarrassed by Amy's compliments. Her cheeks flushed as she instinctively lowered her eyes.
Amy laughed softly, "Why are you shy, child?"
She then pushed Deanna towards the mirror. "Come, see if you're satisfied."
Deanna lifted her eyes and looked into the mirror.
She was stunned. Was this really her?
Her long hair, which usually reached her waist, was now elegantly pinned up. A hairpin added a touch of color to her simple look. The evening gown accentuated her figure, giving her a unique allure. Her already exquisite features appeared even more perfect with the makeup.
Before Deanna could take a closer look, Amy eagerly pulled her out.
"Alright, let's go."
"Brat, look! Now you can take your companion and dazzle everyone!" Amy laughed as she spoke.
Lance lifted his dark eyes. Although he had seen many beautiful women, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Deanna.
His eyes were filled with undisguised amazement. But in the next second, he quickly regained his composure, covering his eyes and coughing lightly.
"Let's go."
Amy noticed his reaction and found it amusing.
Deanna nodded and softly replied, "Okay."
At seven in the evening, Lance arrived at the banquet hall with Deanna.
The guest list for this event included all the notable figures in the city.
Standing at the entrance, Deanna felt a bit nervous.
Lance noticed her unease and extended his arm for her to hold.
"Relax, I'll handle anything."
His dark eyes seemed to have a magical effect, instantly calming Deanna.
She nodded, "Okay."
As they entered the venue, they immediately became the center of attention.
"They're here."
"Isn't that Lance?"
Seeing Lance's arrival, the host quickly approached them.
"Lance!"
The man looked at Lance with enthusiasm.
Lance nodded and smiled, "Uncle Alvaro."
The host of this event was the Marshall family. The Marshall and Mercer families had always had a good relationship and were friendly business partners.
Alvaro joked, "Your father has become quite adept at delegating all responsibilities to you. We hardly see him anymore."
Lance nodded nonchalantly and replied, "It's alright. It's my duty."
Since Lance came of age, he had joined the Mercer Group. Starting from the bottom, he worked his way up to his current position. His abilities were well-recognized, and no one dared to complain.
As Alvaro spoke, his eyes glanced at Deanna beside him. In the past, Lance never brought women to such events. Now, not only did he bring a woman, but she was also exceptionally beautiful. Alvaro couldn't help but be curious.
He raised an eyebrow playfully. "Lance, who is this? Aren't you going to introduce us?"
Lance instinctively replied, "This is my friend, Deanna."
Called upon, Deanna smiled calmly and greeted him.
"Hello, Mr. Marshall. I'm Deanna."
Deanna's demeanor was graceful and composed.
Alvaro was slightly impressed. He smiled warmly, "No need to be formal. Just call me Uncle Alvaro like Lance does!"
Deanna nodded lightly without hesitation.
Alvaro observed them with satisfaction. Having dealt with people for many years, he could tell that Deanna was well-bred. Her every move exuded a unique charm. Most importantly, standing next to Lance, she wasn't overshadowed in the slightest.
He couldn't help but smile. Interesting.
The guests also recognized Lance and began to cast curious glances at them. Lance had always been very low-key. This was the first time he brought a woman to such an occasion. Instantly, Deanna's identity became a topic of curiosity among everyone present. They began to whisper among themselves.
"Did you see the woman next to Lance? Which family's daughter is she?"