He Buried Me But I Painted My Own Resurrection novel Chapter 282

On the day of the welcoming gala, just as the sky began to darken, the driveway in front of The Regent Metropolis was already gridlocked.

The Sullivans had rented out this absolute top-tier hotel in the capital entirely.

From the lobby to the banquet hall, fresh red carpets lined all the walkways.

Flanking the carpets were rows of perfectly manicured white flowers, interspersed with rare orchids flown in from abroad, exuding a faint fragrance.

Outside the hall, luxury cars pulled up one after another, their headlights forming a continuous river of light.

Usherettes in matching uniforms bowed to open doors for the guests, their movements impeccably trained.

Virtually all the political and business elites of the capital were in attendance.

Several heavyweight figures from the art world also made exceptions to attend, walking in with expressions of scrutiny and curiosity.

Camera crews from major media conglomerates were stationed at the entrance, lenses focused on every disembarking guest.

Everyone wore similar expressions, their eyes glinting with curiosity and speculation.

They all wanted to see for themselves just how magnificent this legendary woman was, who had gone from a discarded wife to a true billionaire heiress overnight.

At exactly seven o'clock, the music signaling the start of the banquet began playing.

Massive crystal chandeliers descended from the domed ceiling, illuminating the entire hall as bright as day.

When Sienna, wearing her starry-sky gradient gown and holding Arthur's arm, appeared at the entrance, the whole room fell silent.

Even the clinking of champagne glasses on the waiters' trays ceased.

All eyes zeroed in entirely on her.

That gown looked as if she were wearing the entire dazzling galaxy.

The deep, midnight-blue skirt was studded with diamonds as fine as stardust.

The diamonds weren't scattered randomly; they traced the flow of the fabric, outlining a faint, shimmering orbit.

As she moved, that starry trail caught the light, glowing radiantly.

The tailoring was impeccable, the cinched waist perfectly accentuating her slender, graceful figure.

The layers of the dress added intricate detail, exuding a sense of cold elegance and nobility.

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