Chapter 65: Chapter 77: The Goddess’s Dominance Leaks Out (10) Chapter 65: Chapter 77: The Goddess’s Dominance Leaks Out (10) However, these five words were utterly unconvincing, causing more people to put down their wine glasses and prepare to leave.
Seeing this situation, Mrs. Smith imdiately tried to persuade the departing rchants, but they remained unmoved. Eventually, Sebastian Smith, Carla Osbert, and Evelyn Osbert ca down from the President’s Podium to personally plead with so influential rchants.
Isabel Smith stood in the corner, watching the once-proud annual eting fall into a pitiful state of supplication and chaos. Where had the grand and noble atmosphere of the Wine Party gone?
This was truly a heaven-sent opportunity, but where was Percy Stanton?
Isabel Smith turned her head, looking at the hotel entrance again. After waiting a while, she saw that Percy Stanton still hadn’t arrived, and the Wine Party had already beco a chaotic scene, with many rchants heading towards the exit, about to leave.
She couldn’t wait any longer… Whether Percy Stanton ca or not, she had to make her move now!
With this thought in mind, Isabel clenched her teeth, grabbed her bag, and walked confidently toward the President’s Podium in her high heels.
Ignoring the incredulous gaze of the female host standing on the podium, she reached out and snatched the microphone directly from her, raising it to her front and speaking in a clear voice, “Everyone, please calm down.”
The sudden sound of Isabel’s voice echoed throughout the great hall, and everyone was taken aback, turning their heads to look at the podium.
Isabel stood there, high and mighty, and facing the astonished gazes of the crowd, she appeared calm and composed. With her chin slightly raised, she wasn’t nervous at all when she spoke again: “I said, everyone, please quiet down.”
This ti, the entire scene went silent, and everyone’s eyes were fixed on Isabel.
The woman was wearing a nude-colored, gauzy, long strap dress that perfectly displayed her sexy clavicles. A platinum necklace hung around her neck, while her long hair was twisted into a high, fluffy bun, with a few strands hanging down casually. On her ears were pearl earrings, complinting the stiletto heels covered in pearls.
Her face, delicate and transparent, looked even more icy under the light of the crystal chandelier. Her eyes were pitch-black, akin to the finest black gemstones.
This woman was at once noble and enchanting, innocent and sexy.
On her, these contradictions combined to create a fascinating, unparalleled sight.
In this mont, the faces of the people below the President’s Podium were a mix of confusion and amazent.
So were dumbfounded, so were curious, so were puzzled, and so were amazed… in this mix of emotions, there were a few open-mouthed expressions, belonging to Mrs. Smith, Sebastian Smith, Carla Osbert, and Evelyn Osbert.
Isabel looked at their expressions with satisfaction, hooked her lips into a smile, revealing a charming enigmatic vibe that made her even more dazzling and captivating.
Soone in the crowd below finally snapped back to reality, unable to help but inquire, “Who are you?”
This single question ignited more whispers among the crowd, as the previously quiet scene beca noisy again.
Isabel silently encouraged herself, telling herself that everything hinged on this mont, and her only way out was success, not failure!
With that in mind, she raised her chin slightly, looking calmly and composedly at the faces below, and said evenly, “My na is Isabel Smith, the Young Miss of the Smith Corporation.”
Many people at the scene knew Isabel; hearing her na, they suddenly ca back to their senses. Soone spoke out, “You’re the elder granddaughter of the Smith Family?”
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