Kapitel 220: Chapter 232: The Poisonous Mango (1)

But she couldn't get angry, she could only maintain her stiff smile, standing on the stage, unable to move forward or backward.

The whispers from under the stage grew louder.

Isabel Smith's expression also grew somewhat pale.

Percy Stanton stood on the outermost layer of the crowd. He held a glass of wine, leaning against a tree full of pink petals. He looked elegant and noble. Listening to the muted discussion of the crowd in front of him, an eyebrow slightly furrowed, he couldn't help but raise his head, looking at Isabel Smith standing in the center of the dance floor from a distance.

The woman in a sapphire blue long dress, her black hair lightly tied up, exposing her beautiful neck. Her posture was still straight as always, no different from before, like a noble white swan. It seemed as if the embarrassment caused by Elijah Smith's absence did not affect her.