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.

the Alexander of the past was somewhat juvenile. But with the aura of decisiveness and ruthlessness he acquired from the business world

to be held and looked in the eye by such a

the girls most was the uniquely distinctive

and the campus belle were an item, and they had also seen them together, it was

was somewhat difficult to

expressions resembled a perfect statue, unaffected by the

further tempted the girls who once had a crush on him. It was as if a deity they revered descended to the mortal realm, sparking a desire within them to vie for his attention. Admittedly, Isabella's appearance and the interaction between the

everyone had just heard about a piece of gossip that day from the main table-Eleanor would also be coming over. Eleanor was the person who won the heart of the unattainable heartthrob, becoming Alexander's first crush

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

everyone believed that as long as Eleanor returned, willingly humbled herself, apologized, and worked hard to salvage

years. Their looks... Well, at least in terms of family background and capabilities, they're a perfect match. Isabella is definitely

for Isabella. What's the meaning of this? Not only is he pinching me, but I also can't shake off the

are you pinching

had finally stopped wandering and his mind was no longer buzzing in rage, he dropped his hand from her

slightly from the pinch, his eyes

that I pinched her too hard. Then, he couldn't help but tenderly rub

that she was looking at him in displeasure, he fibbed, "There was a

with

off the stain but didn't realize his own strength. I must really thank him. He almost dented my cheek. He doesn't even

complaints, his mood inexplicably took a turn

her wondering inwardly. Wait. Could this be a breakdown on his part? Because he heard the news of his ex-girlfriend, he lost his composure in everything, even his strength... Ahh! Before her thoughts ran wild, he had already pulled him

pushed into doing something 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 voice

respectful. She was about to greet them, only to be met with a sea of stunned

been struck by lightning or something? What's with their

their reaction quite

he was about to speak, Roland, who followed behind them, hastily cleared

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