Blayze, too, participated in this forum.
Sierra proactively volunteered to lend her assistance.
As Blayze’s cousin, Sierra’s offer to volunteer was warmly accepted by the event’s
organizers.
Sierra had anticipated Tyrone’s presence but she was unprepared for the profound impact
he would make on her.
Taking the stage, Tyrone spoke with eloquence and passion, delivering his speech without
the crutch of prepared scripts.
His words flowed naturally, captivating the audience and guiding their thoughts.
Tyrone possessed an innate charisma, impossible to overlook. In Sierra’s mind, his allure
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇteclipsed the very content of his speech.
Throughout the entire presentation, Sierra fixated on his countenance, oblivious to the
words he uttered, even though their meaning eluded her.
The first person to astonish Sierra was her nominal cousin, Blayze.
Since she knew him in Violetholt in her childhood, he had always been outstanding and
unreachable.
Sierra was deeply attracted by him.
Blayze had cast an irrevocable spell on Sierra. She was well aware that marriage with him
was an unattainable dream.
Over the years, Sierra’s aunt had introduced her to numerous men, all of them
commendable in their own right. Yet none could hold a candle to Blayze, leaving Sierra’s
interest waning.
Initially, after seeing Tyrone’s photos on the internet and reading the adulation of online
admirers, Sierra harbored a trace of skepticism toward this man who bore a striking
resemblance to her cousin. She perceived Tyrone’s speech as merely average.
However, when she beheld him in person, the resemblance to her cousin, coupled with his
undeniable handsomeness, stirred an irresistible desire within her to capture his attention.
Gazing at the commanding presence before her, Sierra found herself biting her lower lip, a
silent admission echoing in the depths of her heart: Tyrone was every bit as remarkable as
her cousin.
If only she could wed Tyrone…
A rosy blush graced her cheeks as she lowered her head.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIn contrast to Blayze, she was his stepmother’s niece, hailing from a modest, ordinary
family.
Yet when it came to Tyrone, she was Mrs. Fowler’s niece and had grown up with the
esteemed Lineage of the Fowler clan. The Fowler family could stand tall beside Tyrone’s
family.
In terms of appearance, she assumed she could compete with Sabrina and Galilea. In
terms of social standing, she asserted that she far surpassed them with the background of
the Fowler family. With this confluence of advantages, Sierra brimmed with confidence in
her ability to win Tyrone’s heart and marry him.
Following the first day’s forum proceedings, an evening soiree unfolded.
Sierra attended the event alongside Blayze.
Upon entering the hall, she couldn’t help but sweep her gaze around, subconsciously in
search of Tyrone.