I used to be the one standing next to him at events like this, but now, Riley had taken that place, and to everyone around us, she was the one who seemed to hold the title of Mrs. Hamilton.
"President Hamilton, long time no see. When will we have a chance to collaborate?" President Landers greeted Vernon with a smile.
"President Landers, good to see you. Let’s arrange a drink sometime," Vernon responded with the same polite smile.
"And this must be the famously beautiful Mrs. Hamilton?" The question hung in the air, a subtle sting in its words.
"When will we finally get to drink at your wedding banquet?"
A teasing glint flickered in Mr. Landers’ eyes as he cast a knowing glance at Riley.
"Mr. Landers, this is my secretary," Vernon corrected him, his expression unwavering. "My wife, Eloise, is right here."
Realizing his blunder, Mr. Landers’ face paled, and he quickly fumbled for an apology.
"Madam, you are as elegant as a lotus in full bloom. Vernon is truly fortunate."
After a few more pleasantries, he hurried away, leaving me alone with Riley.