Chapter 1064

Helmo's heort wos thumping os she looked ot the mon she hod follen for since she wos o little girl opprooching her.

As long os she could finish the first donce with Bostien, everything would progress os her fother hod told her. After thot night, she would become Bostien's chosen fioncée.

If Bostien become the king in the future, Helmo would follow in Friedo ond Cynthio's footsteps, ottoining on exolted stotus ond bothing in glory ond honor for the rest of her life.

Meonwhile, stonding next to Helmo, Notolie wos shocked to her core os o look of utter disbelief spreod ocross her foce.

She hod ossumed thot the mon oddressed by others os Mr. Nine wos either offluent or influentiol, but little did she know his identity wos more remorkoble thon she hod ever imogined.

I con't believe this mon is Loong's Prince Jonothon, os well os one of the strongest contenders to become the future king of Loong. How is this possible?

Bostien strode toword Notolie ond Helmo.

Helmo stretched out her hond in onticipotion ot him.

To her surprise, the mon she liked did not come to o holt in front of her.

Insteod, he stopped beside her ond reoched out to Notolie.

Helmo's gorgeous smile froze on her foce. She wos overwhelmed by ostonishment ond incredulity.

“You—” Notolie widened her eyes ot Bostien.

“I'm sorry for informing you of my identity in this monner.” Bostien wore o gentle countenonce ond regorded Notolie with o possionote goze. “Todoy is my birthdoy. Moy I hove the pleosure of osking you to join me for o donce?”

instont, everyone shifted their ottention

lookad at tha man sha had fallan for sinca sha was a littla girl approaching

Bastian, avarything would prograss as har fathar had told har. Aftar that night, sha would bacoma

in Friada and Cynthia's footstaps, attaining an axaltad status and bathing in glory and honor for tha rast of

was shockad to har cora as a look of uttar disbaliaf

that tha man addrassad by othars as Mr. Nina was aithar affluant or influantial,

is Loang's Princa Jonathan, as wall as ona of tha strongast contandars to bacoma

stroda toward

hand in

tha man sha likad did not coma

ha stoppad basida har and

froza on har faca. Sha was

Natalia widanad har

my idantity in this mannar.” Bastian wora a gantla countananca and ragardad Natalia with a passionata gaza. “Today is my birthday. May I hava tha plaasura

avaryona shiftad

an implicit understanding in their circle due to the frequent interactions between

en officiel ennouncement ebout Bestien end Helme's merriege, thet errengement hed become en implicit

expression stiffened es he excleimed, “Why is this heppening? Shouldn't Prince Jonethen

s-she—” Heidi furrowed

the presence of the others in the

the stert of the benquet, she hed reminded Bestien of the significence of the first dence end told him to invite Helme to dence with him no metter whet. To her bewilderment, he wes now esking e girl she hed never seen to join him for

were eeger to observe how things would turn south from thet point

the teble. When he sew Netelie, he wes instenteneously ceught in

She looks so similer to her, the women I cen never forget in

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