Chapter 1547

"What on earth is she doing?" Everyone's eyes widened in astonishment, their gazes locked onto Lindsay's graceful form as she moved. A delicate, refreshing fragrance filled the air, and Wyatt felt a jolt of surprise. It seemed that Lindsay was indeed making her way toward him. "What could she possibly want?" Wyatt pondered, a furrow forming between his brows. He was certain he had no prior acquaintance with this ethereal beauty. "Wyatt, I'm Lindsay." Lindsay offered a warm smile, then executed a graceful bow. Her voice was as clear and melodious as the gentle tinkling of pearls cascading onto a plate of jade. At the sight of this, the onlookers were nearly speechless with shock. Lindsay, the revered holy maiden, was actually taking the initiative to speak to a man? The glances they threw in Wyatt's direction were now laden with seething jealousy, and Bruce's envy burned particularly bright. "How does she know my name?" Wyatt mused to himself. Still, he rose to his feet,