Chapter 117

In the resplendent banquet hall, the huge chandelier composed of hundreds of candles shone with brilliant light. The silver tableware and crystal plates emitted dazzling luster. The champagne tower was like a small golden mountain. The silk tablecloth hung down smoothly. The men's leather shoes were polished until they shone, and the women's high heels were inlaid with gems and pearls.

The gorgeous skirt hem was like a curtain hanging down from the Milky Way. When the footsteps slid with the light dance music, hazy light spots circled between the ties and skirt corners. The tall Bruce gently held Catwoman's waist and rotated with her in the dance floor.

On the surface, they were the most compatible couple on the dance floor. The handsome Bruce was dressed in a suit and tie, his tall figure exuding male charm at all times. Although Catwoman's figure was relatively petite, her body curves were very smooth. Years of exercise gave her smoother muscle lines than other ladies. The fishtail skirt inlaid with broken diamonds wrapped her sexy body contours very well. The necklace composed of pink diamonds, emeralds, and blue sapphires on her exposed neck made Selina the most dazzling existence on the entire dance floor.

Of course, it was only harmonious on the surface. As a Catwoman who stepped into this kind of social occasion for the first time, of course, it was impossible to dance peacefully.

"Take your eyes back..." Bruce whispered in her ear: "Staring at others like this is very impolite."

"I like that string of pearls on her wrist, especially the biggest one inside. That luster is really charming." Catwoman blinked her big eyes, her line of sight staring straight at the pearl bracelet on another lady's wrist on the dance floor.

Bruce just wanted to open his mouth to continue persuading, but Catwoman took her eyes back and then stared at Bruce. Selina had a pair of very beautiful green eyes, and that kind of green was even thicker and purer than the emerald gemstone on her neck. When being stared at by this line of sight, Bruce's brain was already blank. The words that reached his lips were swallowed back and turned into: "... if you like pearls, I can also give you a string."

Catwoman said: "I know, you are just to stop me from stealing it. Alright, although I didn't listen to any of the rules of the party you told me before, I also know that I can't steal things here..."

Bruce was simply about to be moved. The process of his struggle with this cat could simply be described as tragic.

First of all, Catwoman is a girl from the slums, and her age is not big now, and her scope of theft is basically limited to Gotham City, and she hasn't participated in any decent high-level gatherings.