The Return of the Disguised Princess

Chapter 359

Chapter 359 The Banquet

Amelie then looked at the message on the box, and it was indeed her

She was a little curious as to who would mail her something.

“Ms. Cisneros, you’d better sign for it.”

message.

“Don’t worry, we’ve gone through security checks for these couriers, and there’s absolutely nothing wrong with them.”

Amelie heard his words, then she was relieved and took it from his hand.

“Okay, thanks.”

After saying that, she closed the door.

She carried the box to the living room. When she unwrapped the outside, she realized that the box looked surprisingly expensive.

She unwrapped it little by little and soon opened the box.

Inside lay an exquisite dress.

“Who bought this dress for me?”

Amelie took a look at the dress and then put it inside.

A card was also placed underneath.

She hurriedly picked it up and opened the card, and the familiar handwriting inside instantly jogged her memory.

This handwriting was Lamont’s handwriting.

Even after so many years, Amelie still saw it at first glance.

She saw the content on it and instantly froze in place.

Amelie looked at the courier incredulously.

“May I ask if this is the same city courier?”

“Yes, Ms. Cisneros. You just need to sign here.”

Amelie didn’t take the pen.

She looked at the dress and thought it was very strange.

Why would Lamont send this to her? What was the purpose?

not sign and felt

don’t you

and only then did Amelie take the

“Many thanks.”

then took the box and walked

out

white dress with a lot of embellishments

name-brand and looked

figure it

her hand and went to the table

that the screen was displaying

what Rex said kept coming back

much contact with Lamont, even if they had worked together before. Inevitably, something unpredictable

this, she put the phone aside and

once, but she didn’t expect Lamont to

throughout the room, and she had no choice but to answer the

“Hello…”

soon as she finished saying hello, Lamont’s urgent voice came

is a dinner party this evening, please

Mr. Byron, I’m not quite right. My current status is

said, hung

Lamont listened helplessly.

at that moment, and the person standing in

Mr. Byron’s sad

desk that were

first. The people of this document have been waiting for a long

interrupted

snapped back to his

“Got it.”

picked up the pen and wrote down his name, and finally handed

was about to leave

to

not care about the dinner that

dinner, she was ready to

cooped up in her room for the past few days and wondered how

group message from the studio, which was

up her brush and drew

“Ding…”

how long had passed when there was a surprising knock on the door of her

instantly interrupted her

moment and didn’t know how

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