Cheated Once Cherished Forever: The Billionaire's Bride novel Chapter 119

In the private room, almost everyone had arrived. As the most anticipated artist of the event, SunnyBite immediately became the center of attention once she sat down.

"SunnyBite, where's Glamoore? When's Glamoore coming?"

"She'll be here soon. You know my mentor is pretty low-key, so she didn't want to come too early and draw too much attention."

"Does Glamoore really look like the photos you posted? She looks so young! Is she even an adult?"

"Glamoore has always been so mysterious. Could it be because she's not of age?"

"Of course not!" SunnyBite covered her mouth, stifling a laugh. "You're all overreacting! My mentor just happens to look young, but you can obviously tell she's an adult. Her skin is so flawless that I can't even compete with her! She's effortlessly gorgeous. My mentor's the real deal, a true beauty!"

"I'm so jealous that you can actually learn from Glamoore!"

"SunnyBite, can Glamoore sign something for me later?"

"I want an autograph too!"

"I really admire Glamoore so much!"

Just then, the door to the private room opened. A young lady in a pink spaghetti-strap dress timidly stepped in. She glanced around nervously, her voice soft as she greeted, "H-Hello, everyone…"

All eyes immediately turned to her.

Looking like a startled fawn, she said, "It's really nice to meet you all. I'm… Gla—"

"Glamoore!"

Someone shouted first, and the room instantly erupted. Everyone stood and crowded around. If it hadn't been prearranged that no photos were allowed, they would've pulled out their phones immediately.

"Glamoore is so cute…"

SunnyBite lifted her chin arrogantly. "Miss, you need to leave. Only invited guests are allowed inside today. Fans should wait outside the hotel! Please step out!"

Isabella lifted her eyes calmly but didn't look at SunnyBite. Her gaze locked on the young lady claiming to be Glamoore, her tone commanding. "I'm Glamoore."

The room went completely silent.

SunnyBite's face went pale. She pointed at Isabella and screamed, "You're lying! You're Glamoore? What proof do you have that you're Glamoore?"

Only now did Isabella turn to look at SunnyBite coldly. She sneered, "I can paint a piece for you right now. Let's see who's the real artist."

"Are you kidding? Most people here are Glamoore's fans. We all know Glamoore can't paint without inspiration. You think you can prove anything by painting a piece that imitates my mentor's style on the spot?"

Isabella let out a dismissive scoff. "In that case, how do you want me to prove it?"