The Kiss that Sparked it All

“Of course, I’m really nervous, but more than that, I’m really excited. I’m looking forward to converse and learn from the industry veterans, Ivy said.

“Your answers were watertight, Ivy. Clearly, you came prepared today,” the host teased.

“But I’ve noticed that most of the actresses here tonight have brought dates. Didn’t you think of bringing a plus-one?”

Ivy found the question odd. What did having a date have to do with anything? Weren’t they all here with their show’s crew?

“Actually, I did have one, but it seems you’ve separated us,” Ivy replied with a playful smirk, noticing the host eyeing someone behind her. Perhaps she was taking up too much time, but the host showed no sign of taking the mic.

“Well, my apologies for splitting you up from the crew, Ivy. How about I make it up to you. by giving you a date?” the host began. Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

At that moment, a wave of screams nearly lifted the roof off the building. Confused, Ivy followed the host’s gaze and turned to see Balfour, a smile dancing on his lips, striding toward her with a purposeful gait.

Shock registered on Ivy’s face, but the unstoppable grin that followed was a dead giveaway of her true feelings. All her prepped nerves about the right answers dissipated the moment she laid eyes on him.

She instinctively moved toward him, but Balfour, not wanting her to exert herself, closed the distance with a few large steps and was suddenly right in front of her.

“Why are you here?” she asked, her voice a mix of surprise and delight.

Their eyes locked, brimming with affection so obvious that even a blind man could sense the love between them.

“Yeah, what’s a business muckety-muck like me doing at your glitzy entertainment affair?” Balfour whispered into her ear, mindful of the many fans and the forest of cameras. broadcasting live, allowing only for a fleeting exchange.

“You really pulled some strings, didn’t you?” she teased.

Balfour took Ivy’s hand and led her back to the interview area, where the host looked on with satisfaction, watching this golden couple’s every move.

“So, do you still hold a grudge against me for separating you from Ryan of your crew?” the host joked.

The tension visibly drained from Ivy the moment Balfour appeared. Glancing at him, she said, “No hard feelings, no hard feelings. You’re my true date for the night, okay?”

Their hands remained tightly clasped, marking their first public appearance together.

Previously, paparazzi had captured numerous shots of their silhouettes, but due to Balfour’s clout, the images were usually too blurry to make out, with just a circle indicating it was them.

Some daring tabloids had published clear shots of their faces, only for Balfour to swiftly acquire those outlets. Thereafter, no one dared to publish clear photos of them again.

The host was ecstatic, knowing this dual appearance would set the internet ablaze and his popularity would soar. “This is your first public event together. Mr. Howard, what prompted you to accept this

invitation? You’ve declined many such events in the past. Rumor has it you didn’t even hesitate this time. There must be a special reason, right?”

The host looked at them expectantly, and Ivy, too, shifted her gaze, curious about his surprise attendance at an event typically reserved for insiders.

Balfour smiled softly, lifting their entwined hands. “Of course, it’s for my lady.”

“Oh, I see!” The host drew out the words while the audience roared with excitement.

It was their first time witnessing the couple together, and the media had often remarked on how well- matched they looked.

The handsome man and stunning woman side by side were a sight for sore eyes, and despite not overtly displaying affection, their every move seemed to exude an aura of sweet, pink bubbles.