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Chapter 24: The Ball Planning Mastermind
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2024-12-06 10:18:12
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“This ball is splendid. Elise mentioned it to me—despite your memory loss, you’ve managed to organize everything so flawlessly. Thank you.” A low, resonant voice sounded from behind Alia, accompanied by warm breath against her ear and arms encircling her waist. Startled for a brief moment, Alia quickly recognized Marcellus by his voice and the familiarity of his touch.Over the past few days, despite her conscious effort to maintain a certain distance, Alia couldn’t deny that their relationship had grown increasingly intimate. She no longer felt the initial resistance to Marcellus’s touch; instead, a strange sense of familiarity crept into her heart. Perhaps it was fatigue, or perhaps a softening deep within her, but she unconsciously leaned her head against his chest, her lips curving into a faint smile.“I’d rather attend a track than this ball,” she murmured teasingly. “Right now, all I want to do is run and jump, shake off these cumbersome decorations and rules.”Her playful words
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Alia maintained a graceful smile as she accompanied Marcellus, engaging in polite conversations with the other nobles. However, inwardly, she was rolling her eyes and silently mocking them. “These people are so fake and insipid. A bunch of good-for-nothings. Honestly, if someone cleaned out their mansions, maybe they’d finally learn some humility.”Despite her composed exterior, her gaze frequently flitted toward the main hall doors. She was discreetly watching for the return of Elise and Adrian, feeling a mix of concern and anticipation for the little scheme she had set into motion.At last, the pair appeared at the entrance. They walked in side by side, but something was clearly amiss. Elise had her head lowered, her eyes slightly red as if she had been crying. Adrian, on the other hand, wore an expression of frustration, as though unwilling to accept something. What caught Alia’s attention most was Elise’s slightly swollen lips, unmistakable evidence of a recent kiss.Alia raised a
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Finally, the grand doors of the main hall swung open, and with the sound of steady footsteps, a tall, imposing man entered. His presence radiated authority, and as his gaze swept across the room, the chatter that had filled the air abruptly faded, leaving the hall in a momentary hush.Beside him stood a woman clad in an elegant deep-red silk gown. Her composed demeanor and regal aura immediately marked her as a noblewoman accustomed to wielding power. Together, they presented a flawless front, a shield of dignity that cast an air of solemnity over the gathering.Alia’s gaze was drawn to the man despite herself. Even in the brightly lit room, he stood out like a towering mountain—unyielding, commanding, and utterly overwhelming. The sheer weight of his presence overshadowed even Marcellus, standing at her side, causing her heart to clench with an inexplicable tension.A shiver ran down her spine, spreading through her entire body. It wasn’t fear, exactly, but a primal reaction she coul
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At that moment, Marcellus gently squeezed her hand again. The warmth of his touch eased Alia’s turbulent emotions, grounding her in the present. He didn’t say much, but his small gesture spoke volumes. She looked up at him, their gazes meeting briefly but meaningfully. His silent reassurance seemed to say: Even if that man cannot support you, I will always be here.This quiet support gave her the strength to bury her tangled feelings deep within. Straightening her back, Alia resumed her graceful composure, ready to face the social demands ahead.When the topic turned to her mother, Alia felt a sharp pang in her chest. Though she had never truly met this mother, the emotions carried by this body were overwhelmingly intense. Her mother’s presence hovered like a mist—distant and intangible, yet ever-present. Alia’s gaze lowered instinctively, her mood shadowed by an unshakable heaviness.Marcellus noticed her shift in demeanor and stepped in smoothly, speaking in a calm yet apologetic to
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