"So she is the one..." Queen Ylaya's gaze was firmly locked onto that tall, slender figure on the stage.
An inexplicable tension gripped her heart.
Her eyes refused to look away from her.
An overwhelming sense of familiarity made her whole body tense up.
Judging by her age, she was obviously not her Phoneix.
And clearly, her features were quite different from the Phoneix in her memory.
But why did she feel that she saw Phoneix's spirit in her eyes and brows?
And the natural aura she carried also made her heart flutter uncontrollably.
Why did she always feel the urge to hold her?
Ylaya's eyes were unknowingly filled with a deep longing and intensity.
Could it be that this girl's allure was just too strong?
Yes, otherwise, how could she attract a man like Mr. Russo?
It must be her illusion.
Maybe it was just because this girl had an inviting aura...
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Since Arabella Vanderbilt took the stage, Queen Ylaya's aura had noticeably changed.
