After all, it was an evening banquet, and Eva Nightingale had dressed up a few hours in advance, wearing beautiful crystal high heels.
The luxurious stretch vehicle with twelve doors was understated yet opulent, with a sparkling gemstone embedded in the door handle.
Not to mention the expensive gown Eva Nightingale was wearing, adorned with countless crystal gems and top-grade South African diamond chips, every stitch hand-sewn.
...
"Miss Nightingale."
Eva Nightingale had just walked along the red carpet to the entrance of the banquet hall when a man called her, causing her to turn her head. She spoke calmly: "So it's President Grant!"
Douglas Grant assumed she was still in an amnesiac state.
Thus, Eva Nightingale's seemingly familiar gaze and greeting left Douglas Grant stunned for a couple of seconds.
Could this be a damn illusion??
