"Besides, everyone is here. I haven't even reached the banquet hall yet, how could I have splashed wine on you?"
"Right... next time you pick a fight, at least come up with something new."
Issuing a warning, Eva Nightingale finally tread over the soft, thick red carpet, heading towards the banquet hall.
A beam of light shone brightly upon her figure.
Her light blue gown, encrusted with countless crystals, radiated a spectrum of colors under the light.
The makeup on her face was just right, pairing with the gown, she was the picture of noble elegance.
Inside the banquet hall.
There was a moment of stunned silence. Wasn't Eva Nightingale expelled from the Nightingale Family? How could she afford such a high-end gown with what she earns from supporting roles?
Her gown was indeed dazzling, like something out of a fairy tale, reminiscent of Snow White, embodying nobility.
Benjamin Grant was utterly dumbfounded, his gaze fixated on Eva Nightingale.
Damn it.
