Chapter 671: Dancing Together with Him

No one responded below.

The person who had received the lucky number tag 19 failed to step forward.

What’s going on?

Whispers began filling the room,

“Who got number 197 This is the honor of dancing the first dance with Mr. Augustine. It’s strange that no one is coming forward.”

“Quickly check your number tags again, widen your eyes and look carefully!”

“Mr. Augustine, release number 19, let me take it!”

The entire party hall started to buzz, with everyone searching for the person with number 19

Olive was still enjoying her dessert when two noble ladies beside her whispered, “I’m not number 19, are you?”

“Neither am 1.”

One of the noble ladies nudged Olive and said, “Where’s your number tag? Hurry up and check if you got number 191

When Olive entered the hall earlier, she did pick up a number tag, but she didn’t take it out. She assumed that Clara had been chosen this time.

Now, with no one stepping forward at the annual party, it appeared that no one had number 19. So where had it gone?

Olive retrieved her number tag, looked down, and froze.

Number 19!

She never expected to actually receive the legendary lucky number tag. number 19.

What’s going on?

ladies beside her exclaimed when they saw Olive holding number 19, “Number

everyone’s gaze gathered,

had suffered a major embarrassment tonight and was feeling very resentful. She wanted to see

the person had emerged,

open in disbelief. How was

turned as pale as paper,

How was this possible?

recent days, Elvis hadn’t been in contact with Olive. He had been busy with

how could Olive have coincidentally received

is here,” one of the noble ladies pointed toward the stage where

was shocked as well. She stood in place,

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given it to her. Was

handsome on the stage. His profound narrow eyes fell on Olive’s face, then he slowly extended his large hand and lifted his thin lips,

Come.

but with an

hall fell silent instantly. Olive looked at Elvis under the dazzling lights, holding her breath. She didn’t know if it was the attention of the crowd

Thump, thump, thump.

as if her heart was about

lights. Olive might have been mistaken, but she thought she detected a hint of tenderness in his narrow eyes. Olive took a step, walking up

eyes met, and Elvis, the gentleman, bowed slightly. “May I have

she nodded, extending

her delicate hand in his large palm, leading her onto

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