Serena's POV
I sank gratefully into the chair Ryan guided me toward. My back had been aching all morning, but I wasn't about to admit that out loud. The exhibition hall buzzed with activity—LUXE Jewelry had certainly gone all out for this event. Ethan had managed to gather practically every influential figure in the city under one roof.
"Here, put this under your back," Ryan murmured, adjusting a small pillow behind me. His attentiveness still caught me off guard sometimes.
I was surveying the glittering crowd when Ethan Quinn himself spotted us and made his way over. His confident stride and warm smile reminded me how much I enjoyed working with him.
"Serena, Mr. Blackwood, I'm delighted you could make it," he greeted us warmly.
"Ethan, you've outdone yourself with this e
