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?

are forbidden to have contact with outsiders. It's the tribe's rule. How dare they go

men and tried to stop

was

saw a young beauty in Elysium costume leading

don't be afraid. Just follow me. Relax and

beautiful red embroidered hairband coiled the young girl's long black hair up, revealing the string of glittering crescent-shaped accessory on her smooth forehead. She looked like

a

upon her, including

chest heaved up and down as she tried to

Vivian Wand!

about to start. Now, let us invite the representatives from the tribe

majestic and atmospheric music kicked off, a stunning girl carrying a small bamboo basket on her back appeared on the stage. The others

not try to perform

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

a mother and a

was like a dark cloud, tied with a simple hair

Ding! Ding!

in the bamboo basket on her

and small, fleshy arms with two tiny but

was

the journalists kept taking photos of

even started a live broadcast, hoping to show the moment to the

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