Chapter 210
“Cecilia, get the media and reporters inside, let’s see how the new campus beauty turn into a year bay ordered Cecilia loudly.
Having suffered a loss earlier to Joycelyn and Sandra, Cecilia was eager for revenge and didn’t waste the only the quickly went off to spread the gossip,
After the group left, Leah emerged from the shadows, her face concealed in the darkness, radiating a system wr
Without hesitation, she entered through the side door and made her way straight to de
Inside the grand estate, the symphony orchestra played elegant classical music in the background
This was a high–profile event, with only the wealthiest and most influential quests invited
The Grant family, as one of the four major families, was always represented by Isolde at these events, while Ellison was known for being secretive and low–key, avoiding such grandiose gatherings.
That was why Ruby’s birthday party had drawn so much attention–it was rare to see such an event in the upper beta.
But things changed when Ellison made his marriage public, and attendees at the wedding spoke of the myservou Vn. Grant. She was described as elegant, intelligent, graceful, and dignified–completely unlike Rakry,
“Isolde, you’re here. Kingston told me you’ve been recovering well lately, Leah said as the approached, cavity barking arma with Isolde in an overly familiar manner.
At such a formal event, people usually greeted Isolde with a handshake, a hug, or a simple smile.
But Leah went further, holding Isolde’s arm in a manner that made many wonder if she was indeed Mrs. Grant
After all, Leah came from a prestigious medical family, the Murong family, known for their excellence in the field Kingston was highly respected in medicine, and the Murong family held a place of power among the elite.
Leah was dressed in a perfectly tailored gown, exuding elegance and class. Her demeanor was gentle and graceful and she looked every bit the part of a high–society lady. People around them couldn’t help but glance over, some already speculating about her identity.
“Leah, what a surprise to see you,” Isolde said, smiling at her.
“I received an invitation, so I thought I’d drop by,” Leah responded softly in Isolde’s ear.
The proximity seemed like an innocent attempt to ensure Isolde could hear her, but in reality, it was a calculated move to create an impression of intimacy and mislead others into thinking Leah was the true Mrs. Grant
Leah said, “Isolde, your hair’s come loose. Let me fix it for you.”
“Really?” Isolde instinctively touched her bun.
It was just at that moment when Luna wasn’t by her side.
“Don’t worry, it’ll only take a moment.” Leah gently raised her hand and, with subtle movements, discreetly slid a tiny silve needle through the sleeve of Isolde’s gown. Isolde felt a slight sting, but it was too brief to cause much concern.
“Grandmother, the clip seems to have come loose. It’s a bit uncomfortable. Should we fix it?” Isolde asked, though she didn’t seem overly bothered, still looking around for Luna and the children.
While Isolde was distracted, several high–society ladies approached with curiosity.
“Isolde, it’s been so long! You’re looking younger than ever, and your health seems to have improved as well. It’s clear Mr. Grant’s wife is a lucky woman–able to capture his affection and make you look twenty years younger overnight,” said Ellen Willows, wife of Zachary, warmly greeting Isolde. Her gaze lingered on Leah.
Leah, still holding Isolde’s arm, smiled softly, not saying a word. Her calm, composed silence made it seem as though she was indeed Mrs. Grant.
“Susan, when did you return to the country? It seems that since your arrival, your mother’s become so lively, almost like honey’s dripping from her lips. I can tell you’ve been pampering her,” Isolde said, complimenting the young woman standing beside Ellen.
“Susan just got back from abroad, and she’s been too busy to visit you,” Susan smiled politely in return.
The younger woman’s sentence was drowned out as the music reached a crescendo, but Leah took the opportunity to smile and extend her hand, introducing herself, “Hello, I’m Leah.”
“Hello,” Susan replied, noting Leah’s poised and graceful appearance. She assumed Leah was indeed Mrs. Grant, and returned the handshake politely.
The estate was large, and Joycelyn and Sandra hadn’t encountered Luna yet. As they entered, the grandeur of the venue struck them. The ballroom was filled with dazzling crystal chandeliers, and guests in elegant suits and gowns mingled, laughing, talking, and toasting.
“There she is,” Sandra said, pointing out Isolde, knowing she would be at the center of the event.
Joycelyn, seeing Sandra’s excited determination, didn’t want to spoil her mood and said, “Let’s go over.”
“Yes!” Sandra eagerly anticipated the moment she would see the faces of the high–society ladies when they were shocked.
Joycelyn was ready for the encounter, but just then, Ruby caught sight of them and, at first, thought they were walking straight into their own humiliation. But when they didn’t flinch, she grew suspicious.
“What’s the matter, scared? Don’t worry, if anyone’s scared, they’ll be the ones running around naked outside,” Sandra yelled back at Ruby.
“You really think it’s like when we were kids? Don’t you have any shame? Just because you ran around naked back then doesn’t mean we’ll do the same,” Ruby crossed her arms and sneered.
Joycelyn could feel the underlying bitterness in Ruby’s words and it became clear that Sandra must have been bullied in the past.
“Don’t worry, even if I end up bowing and calling ‘Mrs. Grant, it’s all good,” Joycelyn responded with a calm but piercing gaze, her composure unnerving Ruby.
Her calm, regal demeanor reminded Ruby of Ellison. Even the ladies who had been gossiping nearby began to second–guess their assumptions.
“Joycelyn, I’ve seen shameless women, but you really take the cake. Were you taken in by some old man from the Grant family’s side branch? Look at the real Mrs. Grant, Isolde brought her along,” Ruby sneered, motioning for everyone to look at the center of the crowd.
As they looked toward the others, they saw Leah standing next to Isolde, smiling warmly while chatting with the ladies. Ruby’s expression froze when she realized Leah was not just a guest but had been playing the part of the perfect wife.
“What’s this woman’s deal?” Sandra frowned, “Let’s go, we’re moving.”
Isolde had also spotted them.
