Though this was a masquerade ball and everyone attending wore masks, the hosts still rembered several important figures when they distributed the masks.
After Raine Sinclair obtained a loan from Jordan Holden, she indeed did as she had said before, preparing double gifts for her father and sent them respectfully to Jordan Holden’s residence.
To Jordan Holden, she was not only a client but also a little girl he favored, so naturally, he wanted to have her by his side at any event.
After all, helping Raine Sinclair expand her connections would also aid her in earning money sooner to repay him!
Thus, he had already instructed his people to take extra care of Raine Sinclair.
So when the lighting crew and music crew saw the owner of the white feather princess mask appear, they imdiately dimd the entire hall’s lights.
Everyone present was a bit surprised, and then they saw a very bright beam of light at the entrance that shone upon a girl in a black gown.
She wore a noble and fair mask, and her figure was slim and tall, ethereal in such a way that with the illumination, she seed like a sprite of the night...
"Oh my god! Look quickly, her mask is so beautiful!"
"The dress is gorgeous too!"
"Even spotlighted upon entrance? Looks like soone important!"
Few people present knew who she was, so they could only comnt based on her attire.
Upon hearing this, Lily Sinclair was initially very happy.
She tried her best to maintain elegance the whole way!
Originally, she was a bit shorter than her cousin sister, so she had to wear even higher heels, making it difficult to walk.
Luckily, the hem of the dress was long, almost dragging on the ground, perfectly concealing her painfully aching feet.
But she didn’t feel tired at all; instead, she felt excited and joyful.
So this is what her cousin’s happiness feels like?
Having the best things, the most beautiful gown, and wherever she goes, people praise and admire her...
How wonderful it would be if her life had been like this from the beginning!
Lily Sinclair, imrsed in her fantasy world, was completely unaware that the crowd had two pairs of eyes following her closely.
"Look, your dream girl!" Anton Kincaid, wearing a magician’s mask, motioned towards Lily Sinclair with a sly grin, "White princess mask!"
Leon Grant, in a black knight mask, also noticed the girl in the white mask entering.
Tonight, Lily Sinclair was disguised as her cousin sister, even imitating her makeup and hairstyle, coupled with the mask, making her seem sowhat similar to her cousin.
Leon Grant, seeing her at first glance, didn’t notice any anomaly, simply assuming the one in the white princess mask was Raine Sinclair.
Seeing his beloved Raine Sinclair make an entrance, he imdiately wore a look of appreciation.
Seeing his satisfaction, Anton Kincaid sought a favor for himself, "How did I do on this one?"
"Not bad." Leon Grant replied.
"Aren’t you going to thank ?" Anton Kincaid asked again.
Leon Grant, hearing this, turned to look at him, eyes gradually narrowing, "What? Want to introduce you to a girlfriend?"
"You just got back; how many won could you know?" Anton Kincaid snorted, "Besides Raine Sinclair, the only one you might know is Lily Sinclair, right? That girl is too young, hasn’t fully grown yet, no way!"
Anton Kincaid wasn’t into young girls; he preferred mature older sisters!
Those had charm, countless allure, and every word hit his heart, that’s the real comfort!
As Leon Grant heard him ntion Lily Sinclair, a face quickly flashed through his mind.
A completely different type from Raine Sinclair, with innocence mingled with pure, always wearing a smile; however, it wasn’t as bright as Raine’s, but mixed with a hint of timidity and gloom.
Raine Sinclair quite liked her little sister; wondering if she would bring her tonight.
While pondering, Lily Sinclair over there had already been surrounded by a group of n.
Later on, there would be a dancing segnt, and now was the ti to choose partners.
At this ti, if the boys didn’t take the initiative, they’d end up embarrassingly partnerless.
Most of these people didn’t know who the white princess mask wearer was, all taking their chances...
What if the goddess, being blind, picked them?
This was also Lily Sinclair’s first ti being so propositioned and courted by so many boys.
Her heart was jubilant and excited.
So her excellent cousin was always this popular...
This was a feeling she had never experienced.
As if she was a high queen, overlooking all the n trying to please her.
It’s a pity she couldn’t speak; each ti soone tried talking, she could only haughtily turn around.
The n left crestfallen, while the won’s gazes shifted from envy to disdain.
"Look at that woman, does she even know what she’s acting so pompous about!"
"Yeah, such arrogance is ridiculous!"
"Rejecting all the n, does she really think she’s so kind of high queen?"
Amidst envy and jealousy, everyone was filled with resentnt.
And these words reached Lily Sinclair’s ears.
A slight bitterness rose in her heart.
If only she really was her cousin, able to speak and act openly...
But an impostor is, in the end, an impostor, revealing herself the mont she speaks.
Within this chatter, Lily Sinclair’s excitent gradually shifted to dejection.
Just then, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind.
"May I invite the beautiful princess to be my dance partner tonight?"
His voice was so gentle, as if she was the treasure he cherished the most...
Lily Sinclair turned around with utmost excitent, recognizing the voice to be Leon Grant’s!
The next mont her eyes t his knight mask, and her heart began pounding wildly!
Their masks were actually knight and princess?
What a coincidence!
Leon Grant also sensed the girl’s excitent, stepping forward and extending his right hand gentlemanly.
It was an invitation to dance.
The man before Lily Sinclair, her eyes suddenly reddened.
Countless tis in the midnight dream, she had imagined being together with Leon Grant, today, was it finally going to co true?
Her long-held dream, was it really happening?
Her trembling hand slowly rose, ready to place into his...
However, Anton Kincaid intercepted at this mont, "Why isn’t the princess speaking? So aloof?"
Lily Sinclair’s hand froze, her face turning pale.
As long as she spoke, she would be exposed.
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