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The next day.
Elena stretched and yawned as she came out of her room.
She had planned to go downstairs for breakfast, but as soon as she took a few steps down, she heard unfamiliar voices downstairs.
"Camila, Auntie, you look even more beautiful than the last time I saw you."
Camila laughed heartily, waving her hand in the air. "Oh, you're such a smooth talker, kid."
She chuckled and caught a glimpse of her daughter's skirt out of the corner of her eye, quickly calling out to her.
"Elena, come over, Aunt Sarah is here."
Elena knew she couldn't avoid it, so she forced a polite smile and slowly walked down the steps.
"Aunt Sarah, long time no see."
She realized as she got closer that the woman standing next to Aunt Sarah was the man that Mommy had been recommending yesterday. Oscar is still a lawyer at the Carla and Lata law firm. "Elena, this is Oscar," Camila gestured to Elena to say hello.
Yesterday I said I didn't want to be in a relationship, but today I was pushed into one. Elena Despite feeling very conflicted right now, I still politely greeted, "Mommy."
Elena found a gap and pulled Camila aside.
"Didn't we agree yesterday that you would give me some time?"
As if sensing that they were being talked about, Oscar looked over in their direction. Camila quickly smiled friendly at him and then pinched her daughter's waist.
"I didn't expect Sarah to suddenly show up today. But it's fine, Oscar is a good person. You can get to know him first. Since everyone is here, it's just a matter of getting acquainted, it won't make much of a difference."
"I'm not sure about your preferences, so I asked the chef to prepare something simple. I don't know if it will suit your taste."
Elena wanted to pull Camila, but couldn't, and could only watch as Mommy walked away again.
Once again catching Oscar's gaze, Elena had no choice but to temporarily give up the struggle and sit down at the dining table. Throughout the meal, she ate without tasting the food. Finally getting through breakfast, she found an excuse and slipped away.
Elena thought it was an accident, but the situation developed rapidly beyond her expectations. It's unclear where things went wrong, but someone spread the news of The Snowd family planning to form an alliance. The entire upper class society is in an uproar.
Even the royal families of other countries are feeling the impact. Everyone is eager to have their eligible sons bask in the joy, and in just a few days, the Snow family has received enough invitations to fill a truck. Elena looked gloomily at yet another love letter being brought in, silently stuffed it into the already overflowing box, then picked up the box and handed it to Todd.
"Go ahead and burn it," she said casually.
Todd didn't dare to do it.
These letters are all from those powerful and influential families. The Snowd family will not be afraid of them, but it's not a good idea to just burn their letters as they are. He was very embarrassed. But Gert patted his shoulder, "Just do as Eileen says. If she wants to burn them, let her burn them. A few people who want to curry favor with us, the Snowd Family, are not worth our time."
A fire was lit in the backyard. Elena took the opportunity to suggest having a barbecue, and received unanimous agreement from two elder brothers. With the help of the burning paper, this barbecue meal was especially satisfying.
"Erin, you have to help me."
When Gert appeared pitifully holding a charity gala invitation, Elena was already prepared to refuse.
"I can't, Gert," she refused outright.
"But I need you," Gert, like a big dog, refused to let go of his sister. "I was planning to promote the resort at the charity gala, and you've already helped me secure the resort. Just help me one more time."
"You don't want your brother to be the only one at the event without a date, do you?"
Gert stared eagerly at Elena.
But Elena wasn't so easily swayed.
"Gert, you can take Orly with you. I'm sure she'll be very happy."
Compared to herself, Orly is obviously more willing to cooperate with him.
"Eileen, you have a cruel heart, actually pushing me into the fire pit," Gert frowned in annoyance.
He could of course see Orly's thoughts, but he was not interested in her, "I am here to discuss business, not to talk about love and romance."
"That makes me even more unsuitable." Elena shrugged, "I can't do business like you, and I don't know they, so it would be even more awkward for me to go."
"But you can waltz." Gert laughed, "I need to open the first dance at the Charity Gala this time, and it's your waltz that I learned. Have you forgotten?"
The Snowd Family's two sons are both dance enthusiasts. In order to help them dance the appropriate steps, they have invited many teachers, but all have failed. On the contrary, the youngest daughter Elena learned it in one go. She speaks, and the two elder brothers are very obedient, so in the end, she became the dance teacher for the two elder brothers.
"This time, all the guests are from noble families. I originally wanted to introduce you to everyone, but I respect your thoughts. This party is very important to me. Please, Elena, can you help me?"
After being pushed by Gert for two days, Elena, even if she couldn't do it, made it work.
The Charity Gala is scheduled for Friday at 3 p.m.
It's the time when the sunlight weakens.
For a while, Elena hadn't worn a formal dress. She felt uncomfortable adjusting the bow on her collar as soon as she got in the car. "I definitely won't come next time," she muttered, and Gert immediately offered a smile. "Okay, I promise, I'll try not to involve you in these kinds of things in the future."
The words were spoken, but if there's a next time, Elena believes that Gert will definitely come looking for her again. She sighed in frustration, and before she knew it, she had already arrived near the venue. "Here, this is the entrance mask, also the pass for this charity gala."
Gert handed over an exquisite black lace mask.
The grand banquet this time had attracted a lot of attention, with reporters waiting for a long time. As soon as someone got out of the car, the camera shutters went crazy.
After all, every single person who came was enough to make headlines for ten days or half a month.
Elena walked with Gert, her face half-covered by a mask, but it couldn't hide her delicate features and great figure. She gracefully followed Gert half a step. The soft light illuminated the room, and everyone entering the venue wore different masks, each exquisitely crafted from the same material.
Some even have eyelashes on their masks that look real. Gert didn't take long to start chatting with people. He is tall and strong, with an extraordinary temperament. Since he entered, he and Elena have been the focus of the venue.
Who made the people of the Snowd Family so outstanding?
"Erin, wait for me."
Gert had something to discuss, but he was worried about leaving his sister alone, so he hesitated for a long time before taking Elena to a less crowded corner and repeatedly reminding her.
"I'll be back soon," he said again.
"Hurry up, I won't get lost," Elena said with a smile, coaxing Gert away. Her hands naturally hung in front of her, holding a delicate handbag. She lowered her head slightly, like a well-behaved doll.
She has no interest in the party, it's just a bunch of hypocritical talk, nothing more than a mutual test of insincerity.
"Hey miss, are you here alone?"
She was debating whether to leave, when suddenly a figure appeared in front of her.
The light tone made Elena furrow her brows behind the mask.
"Do you need something?" she said coldly, distancing herself without relevance.
"Of course, you don't mind dancing with me later."
The man didn't feel at all offended by his words. He cleverly adjusted his hairstyle and said, "I'm Karen Gler. You must have heard of the Bree Hotel, which I own." After speaking, he waited for Elena to exclaim in amazement and praise him, but after waiting for a long time, he found that Elena seemed to have distanced herself from him a little more.
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