The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

Chapter 1659

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?

forbidden to have contact with outsiders. It's the tribe's rule. How dare they go for a performance? Do they want to be thrown into the

men and tried to stop those

it was already

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

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

her

a real

locked their eyes upon her, including

chest heaved up and down as she tried to

Vivian Wand!

second half is about to start. Now, let us invite the representatives from the tribe with unique customs

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 at

her face. Stepping on the bluestone slab, the teenager looked at her surroundings as though she had just finished her work at the

were a mother and

hair was like a dark cloud, tied with a simple hair tie. On her neck was a delicate

Ding! Ding!

the bamboo basket on her back giggled

small, fleshy arms with two tiny but

sight was

journalists kept

live broadcast, hoping

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