Fake Daughter Is The Real Legend (Iris Sutton) novel Chapter 373

Chapter 373 She Escaped

After reading the letter, Iris felt as though a heavy weight had been lifted from her heart. She finally understood why she always trembled whenever she was near that dark room inside the underground casino.

Her fifteen-year-old self had told her everything she needed to know. She understood why that decision had been made, and she knew it had been the right one at the time.

There was no point in looking back anymore, especially for something that no longer mattered.

Iris carefully folded the letter and put it back in the envelope.

Then she left the laboratory and drove straight to the shopping mall.

That morning, she had received a message from Mr. Liam. The association would be holding a celebration banquet at four afternoon. It was an important occasion, so showing up in casual clothes would not be appropriate.

She went to the boutique she usually visited.

“Just this one. Please take it down for me.”

After walking around the store once, fris finally chose a pale yellow off-shoulder evening gown.

“Miss Noir, you have excellent taste. This dress only arrived at our store yesterday. It’s currently the only one available on the market,” the store manager said with a flattering smile.

Iris nodded in response before walking into the fitting room.

Within a few minutes, the staff brought the dress over.

Iris had never paid much attention to her appearance. In her own opinion, she was simply ordinary-looking. Although people around her constantly disagreed with that assessment, her various skills and abilities were far too outstanding. Her beauty was probably the least impressive thing about her.

However, after she stepped out of the fitting room and saw the stunned expressions of the store manager and the staff, she roughly understood that this outfit looked quite good on her.

Of course, that was only Iris’s humble opinion.

The moment she walked out, the store manager’s eyes unconsciously followed her.

The off-shoulder gown revealed her delicate shoulders and elegant collarbone. The pale yellow fabric made her already fair skin appear even more radiant. A perfectly placed diamond was embedded at the chest, adding just the right amount of elegance.

As she walked toward the makeup area, every step she took carried a graceful charm. She possessed the freshness of youth while also carrying a mature elegance that was impossible to ignore.

Only after Iris entered the makeup room did everyone finally recover from their daze.

She casually lifted her hair, and within moments, she had created a simple yet elegant hairstyle. A few strands of hair naturally fell around her face, while the rest of her long hair was gathered and secured low at the back of her head like a waterfall.

“Please pack the clothes I changed out of in the fitting room and charge the payment to my card.”

Iris didn’t care about the way everyone was looking at her. Time was running short, and she couldn’t afford to waste another moment.

After paying, the staff had already packed her clothes.

Ir’s took the bag and returned to her car, driving away like a gust of wind.

Her driving skills were unquestionable.

However, very few people knew about this side of her.

When she arrived at the banquet hall where the association was hosting the celebration, she pushed open the door.

Inside, the hall was already filled with people chatting and exchanging greetings, but none of the important figures from the association had appeared yet.

Iris knew they were probably resting in the lounge and that the official event had not started.

She turned and walked toward the lounge.

What she didn’t know was that from the moment she entered the banquet hall, countless eyes had landed on her.

Some carried admiration.

Some carried scrutiny.

Some carried disdain.

But even if she had known, it would not have changed anything

When she arrived outside the lounge, Iris raised her hand, preparing to knock.

But before she could, she heard voices arguing inside.

“This time, winning first place and bringing back the trophy, Iris deserves the most credit!” Mr. Liam’s voice was firm and powerful.

“She’s so young. You’re saying she modified the piece on the spot? Who would believe that? Even if you or I were there, could we really have rewritten the composition into something that perfect within such a short amount of time?”

Another elder of the association shouted loudly, as if he wanted everyone to hear his doubts about Iris.

“You! What nonsense are you talking about?”

The young student who had admired Iris during the competition flushed red with anger.

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