Transmigrating without memories

Chapter 02.3

Sorry for not updating last week! I didn't have internet so I couldn't write :'). Here's next part, enjoy it! Also a little question.

My birthday is monday so I'll try to finish this chapter and post it on my wordpress but I was wondering what would you like if I didn't finish in time? I have two options:

1.- The different kind of worlds that our dear protagonist will have to face and what order would it be?

or

2.- A spoiler of the end of chapter 3 that helps reveal some interesting things?

Anyway, here's Part 3!

The party finally arrived and with it a lot of complications.

Bianca was staring blankly at Alessandra. Neither of them dared to break the eye contact, as if they would lose if they did it. The brunette was holding a gorgeous tight black dress with deep neckline, open back and an opening on the leg. If she wore that then she would catch a lot of unnecessary attention so Bianca refused to accept.

—I'm not going to wear that.

—You are not going to wear a tuxedo —Alessandra rapidly countered.

—You have a daughter. Go doll her up and leave me alone —she was starting to feel annoyed by this situation but she couldn't do anything to the mother of the boss.

—That ungrateful girl is punished and I forbid her to attend the party. Also, you're a beautiful woman so you have to wear things that enhance your charms.

—I can't fight with that. If something were to happen then I would not be able to protect Leo so I refuse to accept —Bianca was firmly against that dress so Alessandra could only sigh.

—At least wear this other one —she said taking out a beige short cocktail dress. The neckline wasn't that deep but it still give off an attractive feeling. The skirt wasn't very tight so it permitted the legs to move freely and it have lace sleeves. The whole set with a pair of black heels was very gorgeous. The girl opened her mouth but was interrupted before she could speak—. Is this or the black one. I'm not going to let you wear a tuxedo.

Bianca could only sigh and grab the beige dress.

—Yes, madam.

—Call me Sandra. I don't want you to be so formal with me —Sandra then smiled, showing her beautiful features that remained young even at her age—. Also, I'll come later to do your hair and make-up.

With that little exchange, the older woman proceeded to go to her own room to prepare.

Meanwhile in the main hall the guests were arriving one after another and Leonardo, with his trusted bodyguards, was in charge of the welcome. He saluted each person with a smile and a handshake while inside he was scheming all the plans to take these people to his side.

—Good evening, Leo —Demos appeared by the door with his subordinates and greeted the party host with a big smile—. It was truly a pity that I couldn't win that auction but at least I can see her today, isn't it?

—What do you want to do with Bianca? —Leonardo felt a twitch in his brow but still forced himself to not let this show in his behaviour.

—I find her interesting so I want to talk to her. I heard some birds sing and found that she confronted Natasha Petrova to save you?

—What about me? —a sudden voice interrupted them and both turned their heads to look at the source.

—Natasha Petrova?! What are you doing here? —Leo was startled. He truly didn't think that the greatest assassin would show herself at the party. And by the face he displayed, Demos too didn't expect that.