Gossip Girl Reborn by Darlene Nunez

Chapter 183 Have They Been Struck By Lightning

Perhaps it was because Alexander's actions were too bizarre, but the bustling ballroom suddenly fell so silent that one could hear a pin drop.

The couple standing at the door was both familiar yet not.

It was the day of the get-together, so Isabella dolled up slightly before leaving home out of courtesy.

At that moment, she wore a sky-blue dress and had a white silk scarf around her neck. With her perfectly proportioned figure, even in such simple attire, she appeared as if she was ready to walk down a fashion runway.

Her hair was a mass of ebony waves, each strand seemingly gleaming as if they reflected light.

Overall, her light makeup accentuated the beauty of her natural features perfectly. Her ruby lips contrasted with her pearly white teeth, the curves of her body graceful.

Her shapely eyes were ebony and crystalline. Widened as saucers from her cheek being pinched, they rendered her even more charming and adorable.

Her ruby lips were slightly pouted, and she seemed surprised and angry at Alexander's action.

She was completely different from the time they met her two years ago. At that time, the gloominess that shrouded her face obscured her beauty, making her an unpleasant sight.

But right then, they finally understood why she could become an artist. With her face and figure alone, she was already more than qualified.

At the main table, a few individuals who didn't hold strong prejudices against Isabella made an unbiased comparison.

In terms of appearance, Isabella completely surpasses Eleanor, as far as we remember. And... how should we put it? Is it because she's too close to Alexander? Why does it feel like they make an even better match standing side by side than Alexander and Eleanor in the past?

Speaking of Alexander, his eyes were still as dark as night, his handsome features extraordinary. He was dressed in a well-tailored suit that perfectly encapsulated his physique, making him appear like a perfectly sculpted model.

Despite knowing he was taken, many of the girls present couldn't help but blush upon seeing the former heartthrob, a shy look creeping into their eyes.

decisiveness and ruthlessness he acquired from the business world then, his allure had escalated to a whole

an allure that was hard to resist. If a woman were to be held and looked in the eye

riveting the girls most was the uniquely distinctive

and the campus belle were an item,

somewhat

Alexander stood beside Eleanor, he remained the same person. His behavior, gestures, and expressions resembled a perfect statue, unaffected by the presence of anyone by his side. However, the Alexander

revered descended to the mortal realm, sparking a desire within them to vie for his attention. Admittedly, Isabella's appearance and the interaction between

main table-Eleanor would also be coming over. Eleanor was the person who won the heart of the unattainable heartthrob, becoming Alexander's

breakup between them happened without warning. The heartthrob was dumped, while the campus belle left for abroad. Logically speaking, such a breakup would surely be wistful and regretful. It was like an unfinished movie, with the sequel following later. Additionally, there had

willingly humbled herself, apologized, and worked hard to salvage their

Alexander and Eleanor's relationship stretched over several years. Their looks... Well, at least in terms of family background and capabilities, they're a perfect match. Isabella is definitely

Not only is he pinching me, but I also can't shake off the feeling that those ebony eyes are glaring at me.

you

Isabella's mind had finally stopped wandering and his mind

cheeks reddened slightly from

hard. Then, he couldn't help but tenderly rub the spot

him in displeasure, he fibbed, "There was a stain on

with a

no reason for him to suddenly pinch me. He probably wanted to help me wipe off the stain

to her sarcastic complaints, his mood inexplicably took a turn for the

news of his ex-girlfriend, he

beyond her ability. She quickly corralled her thoughts. By the time she put a polite smile back on her face, Alexander had already ushered her in front of everyone. "Sorry, we're late." Alexander's

Isabella remained amiable and respectful. She was about to greet them, only to be met with a sea of stunned expressions as soon as she looked up. She was

been struck by lightning or

also found their

to speak, Roland, who followed behind them,