NovelEnglishChapter 39 As Giselle stepped out of the car, a chorus of gasps rippled through the crowd. Her shimmering gold eyeshadow highlighted her captivating eyes, while her gown, a cascade of elegance in the evening light, trailed behind her with unmatched splendor. Together with Lysander, who stood beside her in a sophisticated black tuxedo, exuding a dangerous allure, they resembled a scene from a breathtaking painting.
Such opulence naturally drew admiration from onlookers.
Ryan, too, was entranced, his eyes glued to Giselle, unable to look away.
Giselle, with the corners of her eyes slightly upturned, basked in the glow of attention.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe relished being the center of it all.
Perched on the steps, Mila surveyed the scene with a sardonic smile. Just as she was about to turn on her heel and head inside, Ryan blocked her path once more.
"Can't you see? It's not just us, the Lockwood family, who don't want you here. Lysander feels the same. Get lost and stop tarnishing our event." Mila internally rolled her eyes.
Even with his infatuation with Giselle, Ryan still found tto take a jab at her.
Was attending this party her idea? If it weren't for the insistent invitation from Roland, Ryan's enigmatic and formidable older brother, she wouldn't have bothered.
Deciding not to argue with Ryan, as reasoning with him was futile, Mila quickly texted Roland, simply stating the issue and implying she might not attend the party after all.
If his own brother was causing a scene, she certainly couldn't be blamed for leaving.
She was never eager to be here anyway.
Mila was ready to leave when Giselle noticed her and, with a brightened expression, gracefully approached, lifting her dress slightly off the ground.
"Sis Mila, you came! If I'd known, I would have asked Lysander to pick you up." It was enough to make Mila nauseous. She glanced at Lysander, who was frowning as he walked over, and responded with a wry smile, "Sis? I might be younger, but if we were in the past, you'd be calling'big sister' and servingtea, though I have no desire to acknowledge you as a sibling. Ms. Harvey, you ought to have sdignity given your status." The words were sharp and direct, leaving no room for patience. After yesterday's confrontation with Lysander, Mila saw no reason to hold back.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhy should she keep quiet when others were openly playing games? Her words amplified the buzz around them.
Everyone at the Lockwood family gathering was of high stature, sharp and perceptive. Mila's insinuations were clear to those listening, and many turned their gazes upon her with newfound interest. Giselle, sensing the judgmental stares, quickly masked her expression with one of wounded innocence, tears threatening to spill.
Seeing Giselle distressed, Lysander rushed to her side, comforting her with an angry glare at Mila. "We'll settle this later."
Mila almost laughed at the absurdity. Just as she was about to retort, she felt a sudden shove on her shoulder, throwing her off balance. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught Ryan's spiteful, triumphant expression and his retreating hand. This lunatic!
In a gown ill-suited for such a fall, Mila's body reacted instinctivelym reaching out to the nearest the person-Lysander-in a desperate bid to avoid tumbling down the stairs.
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