Rows of red lanterns were lit, although a bit exaggerated, but flas.h.i.+ng in the night's darkness looked dazzling. The lights were lit up in rows, with the bright decorations.

There is even a bonfire in the distance. The atmosphere was festive.

Yes! The company's anniversary party was held in their own home.

"The boss is kind enough to let everyone relax!" Dad, the boss announced sitting in the wheelchair, looked arrogant as always.

Drinks and food were placed on a buffet. The centre of the garden was set to be a dance floor. The dance will start at 7:30.

Everyone was dressed in a variety of dresses, with graceful and elegant styles.

"I want everyone to enjoy tonight. What rules, terms, and shackles, all are gone!" Dad exclaimed following which guests roared. The boss was lenient.

However, the fun cannot be without any bounds. A large number of security guards are on the edge of the ground for safety reasons placed by Ira.

"Sister, you look very beautiful today." Vani complimented Ira, who wore a purple skirt with extravagant needlework.

"Thank you." She smiled and replied. Vani wore a short red off-shoulder dress, which made quite a contrast.

"You are here too" Looking at Clara, Ira exclaimed.

Clara, whose face painted with a faint makeup, looking chic and elegant in snow white dress asked. "Where is Ash?"

Ash wore a formal suit, "Miss me!" he said to Ira completely ignoring Clara. From the time Ash came to know about his lost admit card recovered from Clara's bag the tension between the couple grew.

"You came as well? If it was me, I would hide. I thought, Ash, because the test was too bad, you didn't plan to attend the party." Ryan said in a loud voice letting the people around to hear about Ash's poor exam.

Ash frowned and said: "The results are not out. No one knows how the test was!."

Clara immediately feared that the conversation would be chaotic: "Hey, Look up"

A small cl.u.s.ter of fireworks burst in the sky and the crowd began to cheer.

"The dance is about to begin!"

Ira was thinking when a female voice caught her attention: "So handsome!" The voice, in the noisy music cheers, was drowned, but Ira heard it clearly. It came from Clara.

She looked subconsciously in the direction which Clara glazed. She saw that in the crowd, someone splitting the crowd walked over to her.

It was Viv in a white s.h.i.+rt and black trousers, with a sly smile.

Ira felt like with his smile, the world was s.h.i.+ning. He looks so warm, but s.e.xy. She can't help but want to see him more.

Ignoring all nearby gazes he came to Ira taking her hand. Ira, a delicate beauty with her long, slightly curled hair, minimal makeup face, plain white blouse looked refined. The purple skirt with extravagant floral embroidery danced with air.