Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 1659 Let Me Beat Her First

After all, they had lived in poverty for generations. No one ever paid attention to them or their stuff.

Yet, the pretty young lady smiled at them. “Well, it all depends on your performance today. Remember, you must show the world the best of Elysium. That includes your mannerism and action, not just the way you look. Do you understand?”

Those wise words blew Riley's mind.

The Elysians stared at Vivian in silence for a long time as sparks of desire started burning within their hearts.

The next moment, she collected all their accessories, took everything apart, and created different yet stylish designs using the pieces.

More than a dozen pairs of trusting eyes watched her without moving an inch.

It was a taboo for outsiders to touch their hair. Yet, they let Vivian change their hairstyles into Faire Coiffure in the end.

The makeover achieved astounding results.

Where did she learn this? Isn't it a secret technique only Prince Kurt's mother knows?

The Elysians were brought out of the temporary site while they were still puzzled.

Lucy, who had come to Summerbank, heard someone had taken many Elysians away. She immediately rushed to Old Town with her maids.

“Where are they?” she asked.

“Madam, they were brought away for some performance,” someone on the spot responded.

Performance?

tribe's rule. How dare they go for a performance?

men and tried to stop

was

at the bridge, she saw a young beauty in Elysium costume leading the

Just follow me. Relax and behave like you usually do at

coiled the young girl's long black hair up, revealing the string of glittering crescent-shaped accessory on her smooth

is a

locked their eyes upon her,

down as

Vivian Wand!

representatives from the tribe with unique customs in the region—the Elysians!” The person in charge was overwhelmed with excitement as he

small bamboo basket

not try to

a bright smile on her face. Stepping on the bluestone slab, the teenager looked at her surroundings

were a

dark cloud, tied with a simple hair tie. On her

Ding! Ding!

child who was in the bamboo basket on her back

waving his tanned and small, fleshy arms

was simply

journalists kept taking photos

live broadcast, hoping to show the

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