Lucas bent slightly, dazed, and under everyone’s expectant gaze, said one sentence. “Mr. Lewis, I think I just saw a goddess”

Zachary’s face darkened, his lips tightening into a straight line. What kind of occasion is this? How could Lucas, a representative of the Chambers family, speak such nonsense? A goddess? What on earth?

Lucas, seeing Zachary’s expression, suddenly snapped back to reality, realizing what he had just said. Glancing at the perplexed faces around him, Lucas blushed slightly and quickly added. “Mr. Lewis, Miss Zeller is almost here-she’s at the second gate now

Zachary nodded, his expression easing. Now that Yvette was arriving, it meant nothing had gone wrong, and his mind finally settled. “As long as Yvette’s here, that’s fine. What nonsense were you talking just now?”

Lucas didn’t explain his earlier words but looked like he had more to say. “Mr. Lewis, you’ll understand in a minute. I really can’t describe it.”

Zachary was completely baffled, but he didn’t think Lucas had lost his mind-he’d been perfectly fine just ten minutes ag

sago.

As they spoke, Nellie, helping Richard, along with Robert, Yulia, Winona, Zeke, and Victor, all gathered around Zachary. They had overheard what Lucas said and were just as confused.

incompetent fool-useless as always!

they followed suit, and soon

The trees and flowers, shadowy and indistinct, were like they’d been draped in a veil of

was a hint of coldness in her gaze, commanding both respect and fear. Her white fringed gown swayed gently in the breeze, and with every step she took, the dress seemed to change with the light, emitting a rainbow of colors-brilliant, like the stars. The thousands of roses in the garden had now

immediately recognized that they were

rippling with a touch of impatience. Just then, Zachary’s voice, calling “Yvette, snapped everyone’s thoughts

this is the rumored country girl, rough and uncouth, the supposedly plain and rustic Ms. Zeller from the Chambers family? Who started that rumor! If this is what they call ugly, then what are we? And they call that rustic? Might as well let a lightning bolt strike us! The crowd that had

anyone who saw it. Her pale lips trembled slightly, and her left hand was clenched so tightly that her nails dug painfully into her palm. Winona lowered her head, saying nothing. She had already noticed the crowd’s enraptured and mesmerized gazes directed at Yvette-even Victor had been momentarily stunned. She knew she couldn’t compete with Yvette in terms of beauty, so when Nellie’s plan was revealed to her, she had felt a secret

of yourself. Tonight is your moment. You may have lost in the looks department, but if you

I can only rely on myself. After a long pause, she finally looked up

had calmed down. Nellie

crowd was buzzing, and the

stepped forward to speak to Yvette in a soft, gentle tone, his elegant face full of affection, completely ignoring the stares of those around him. “Come on, Yvette let’s go sit over there with Dad. The banquet will start soon.

Winona, who’s about to become Mrs

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