NovelEnglishChapter 1724: The moment he finished speaking, a ripple of astonishment and discontent swept across the room like an unexpected gust of wind. Yet, before murmurs could form, every gaze was magnetically drawn to the figure at the foot of the grand staircase.
Beneath the glow of the spotlight, Harlee stood a vision draped in a mermaid gown that shimmered as though spun from the very fabric of the cosmos. With each measured step, the long skirt trailed behind her like a whispered promise. Her poise commanded a silence thicker than velvet. Her silhouette was nothing short of mesmerizing, the contrast between her slender waist and full hips painting a portrait of effortless grace that held every pair of eyes captive.
A pearl necklace, its luster kissed by scattered diamonds, graced her delicate neck. Her hair, swept into an intricate updo, framed a complexion so pristine that it...
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe seemed untouched by time. Yet, it was her eyes-cool, detached, carrying the weight of an unspoken history -that left the crowd spellbound. The air around her was charged with an aura of untouchable elegance.
In that instant, all prior expectations of currying favor with Gilmore were abandoned. Harlee had becthe room's gravitational center, and every thought and gaze revolved around her.
The banquet hall, once lively with murmurs and laughter, plunged into stunned silence. Every pair of eyes followed the beam of light as it illuminated the stage.
At the center of it stood Lexus, his expression a tapestry of warmth and pride as he gazed at Harlee. She was more than his most outstanding student—she was the girl he cherished as a granddaughter.
The room held its breath, awestruck, but three individuals were exceptions to this reverence. Errol, Nola, and Moshe sat rigid, their eyes brimming with venom. Their shock was palpable, their minds thrown into turmoil the moment Harlee appeared. How could she possibly be connected to Lexus? And not just an acquaintance-his student? Read the latest updates at galnovesAs the realization sank in, disbelief gripped the three like a vice. Why her? What had she done to earn Lexus' recognition? What made her so special that he would go to the trouble of orchestrating a grand banquet just to introduce her? Nola's envy churned like a storm-tossed sea, rising with each passing second. But the most infuriating part? She couldn't quite nthe root of her hatred. Was it because Harlee was better than her? No. No, she would never admit to being inferior to Harlee.
Errol's features darkened the moment Harlee stepped into the light. First, she had orchestrated the Cavendish family's downfall. Now, she was revealing yet another powerful connection. Though her status as Lexus' student wasn't an immediate threat, it complicated things. A person who seamlessly wove herself into influential circles was a force to be reckoned with. She had to be removed quickly and quietly.
At a nearby table, Jianna, Thiago, Robbie, and Cillian had been assigned a single task: to keep an eye on Errol, Nola, and Moshe. They were to ensure nothing sinister unfolded during the banquet.
But as soon as Harlee descended the stairs, their attention wavered. They were drawn to her presence, their vigilance slipping. They failed to notice the shift in Nola's and Errol's expressions, the way hostility flickered across their faces like the dying embers of a fire plotting to reignite.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHarlee's eyes swept gently over the crowd below before settling on Errol and Nola as she raised her lashes on the stairs. She moved slowly toward the stage, the edges of her mouth curling into an almost imperceptible icy smile.
Harlee's smile was like a ripple in still water-subtle yet powerful, sending waves of astonishment through the gathered guests. It was the kind of smile that could set a thousand hearts adrift, a quiet storm in a sea of admiration.
The guests were accustomed to grandeur and beauty in many forms, yet at that moment they realized they had only seen imitations. Harlee redefined elegance itself.
Jianna, standing amidst the awe-struck crowd, slowly withdrew her gaze and nudged Thiago with a smirk.
"Do you think Rhys, stuck up in the Second VIP room on the second floor ism feeling a little vestless right now?" Her voice dripped with amusement.
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