Liana had begged Sophia for those two invitation cards. Her resentment at having to stoop so low had now dissipated.
"Why didn''t you tell me we wereing to an event like this? You know don''t like these things," Jasper grumbled quietly, his jaw tight.
"I wouldn''t have been able to ask Ms. Emerson to make my wedding dress for me, given my social status. That''s why I wanted you toe. She''s sure to agree to my request if you ask her."
Jasper''s face had darkened. Liana hurriedly added, "I''m really sorry I didn''t tell you beforehand."
"Just tell me next time. I could have sent someone toe in my stead," Jasper sighed, though his tone had softened considerably now.
"I promise I will next time."
Just then, a set of familiar footsteps rang out from behind them. It was a precise and confident stride. Jasper instantly recognized who it was.
He turned around.
Alyssa approached them. She was dressed in an azure sundress and matching coat. She stood out against the backdrop of pink rose shrubs. Her hair was in an elegant bun today, revealing her neck. She didn''t wear lipstick but still stood out.
Some women didn''t need makeup to look beautiful. Some queens didn''t need a crown tomand power.
Liana had turned green with envy and hatred.
She thought she had dressed strikingly enough in red. Yet the minute Alyssa had walked in, she had been delivered a resounding defeat.
Jasper swallowed hard, unable to move his eyes away from Alyssa.
Alyssa ignored him. She walked past him as if he were invisible.
That fueled the mes of irritation in his chest.
"Oh? I never thought I''d see you here, Ms. White. It must have been hard toget an invitation to this event, huh?" Liana said in a mocking tone.
"It wasn''t easy." Alyssa smiled. "Only those who are unbelievably close or on good terms with Rose Emerson would be invited today, and each one a pir in the fashionmunity-that or a VVIP client of hers. I wonder which category you fall into, Ms. Gardner?"
"I-"Liana turned red, as if she had just been pped in the face.
Alyssa''s words had sessfully drawn everyone else''s attention to Liana and Jasper.
"None, Ms. Gardner. The same goes for Mr. Beckett. You two must have had an exceedingly hard time getting here, hm?" Alyssa cocked her head.
Enraged, Liana stormed up to her, finger in her face. "You and everyone else here know who Jasper is! Do you really think Ms. Emerson would refuse him if he asked to be here today?"
Alyssa nodded courteously. "You have a point there."
"What about you? What right do you have to attend today''s event, huh? Are you some ''pir'' of themunity? Or some big client?"
"None of that, I''m afraid."
"So what if you''re dressed up nicely? You''re just a country bum who got her golden ticket early on in life!" Liana shrieked. She could only humiliate Alyssa this way.
She was terrified that Alyssa might suddenly reveal she was married to Jasper. If that happened, Liana would bebeled a sleazy mistress.
"That''s enough, Lia!" Jasper ordered, his tone sharp.
Everyone''s gaze then fell back on Alyssa.
Was this remarkable and beautiful young woman really from the country? They couldn''t tell one bit. Her sense of fashion and confidence was too outstanding. But if she really was, then how did she manage to get an invitation for today''s event?
"I was trying to be polite, Jasper, but she clearly harbors hostility toward us. Plus, wasn''t I telling the truth?" Liana pouted, feeling like she had won once again.
"Ms. Emerson is here!" someone suddenly cried out.
Above the guests on a winding staircase was Rose Emerson herself, slowly descending. She was dressed in a rose-colored jumpsuit straight from her brand Rozab, her hime cut hairstyle giving her a proud, royal look.
But the moment she spotted Alyssa amongst the guests, her expression changed.
A grin spread across her face as she ran the remaining way downstairs.Exclusive ? material by N?(/v)elDrama.Org.
"Why didn''t you tell me you wereing over, Madam? I''ve missed you, you old geezer!" She squealed happily, running toward Alyssa.