The Heir's Secret Bride

Chapter 444

"I'm sorry, but I already have a partner." Macve shook his head and declined politely. "Thank you for the invitation."

Tomorrow night, the palace would host a banquet to mark Tom's official return. The banquet had been prepared for nearly a month. As soon as Maeve arrived in Erancia, Tom and Loren invited her, along with two little ones.

Of course, the dance partner Meave was talking about was her children.

Meave was not lying since Will and Theo wanted to dance with her.

Arthur looked disappointed but he did not try to push her. He told Meave that he would come to the banquet only to see Meave and left.

Maeve returned just in time for the end of the practical course that Trazir had organized for the training. The gowns she had submitted earlier were set to be showcased at the afternoon show. The top three would receive additional points that would be included in the training assessment review

All the people had prepared for today's show a month ago.

Meanwhile, Maeve did not even take the preparation like the others. Her preparation was making two gowns overnight.

Fortunately, Maeve had handed it before she was kidnapped. Otherwise, she would not be in the show.

Meave sighed while thinking about that.

She arrived at the show with the others and began preparations for the show in an hour.

Just as Meave was arranging the gowns for the model, someone walked past Maeve with scissors and other tools.

Its sharp end was pointed in her direction, shining with a chill against the bright lights overhead.

Maeve turned pale. She took a few steps back and hit the corner of the dressing table. It was so painful and her eyes were slightly moist.

"Meave, what's wrong?" The model asked her in confusion. "I feel a little relaxed here."

Maeve clenched her fists tightly to prevent herself from thinking about the scene just now. She took a deep breath and walked towards the model. "It's fine. Let me take a look." The preparations for the show were in full swing, and an hour passed quickly.

different from the usual. It was an auction model show. Most of the invited VIPs were rich

the gowns were shown, the highest auction price was

other was at the end of

first gown did

one raised their

she felt invisible. The VIPs did not

saw the situation from behind the curtain. She did not understand what had

wrong,

the gowns others had spent a month perfecting, she refused to be dismissed or overlooked. What was

the first gown. Don't be discouraged. Someone will raise the placard later," the beautiful designer who had a good relationship with her comforted her. Maeve smiled at her. "You're

down and continued watching

was still quiet. For some reason, the VIPS below the stage

dares to

commoner like her will be dealt with sooner or later.

future crown prince, and her mother is the eldest princess. The other princesses of the royal family don't dare to challenge her directly. This

Princess Fiora will settle scores with her

VIP seats were quiet. It

attention.

works were sold regardless of the price. Only two gowns were

been too complacent recently, causing my ability to decline? Could it

ears burned as she reflected on

that moment, the auctioneer of the show suddenly said, "VIP number 6 bids for number 9,

400 thousand dollars. Who had a mind that could go straight to a million

VIPs said, "Wasn't he afraid of offending the

surprised. For a moment, she thought that she

sold for a high price of a million dollars. Then, the auctioneer read out her work number 21. "Number 21

louder. Everyone looked around

find out who it