A fair-skinned and rather chubby guy with eyes as small as pumpkin seeds stepped out as he waved at the crowd in his gorgeous suit.
“Is he Mr. Crawford?”
“Really?”
“Of course not! I recognize who he is! He’s Yoel Holden! The son of the richest man in the county state!”
“Is that so? I guess by the looks of it, Yoel’s attending in place of Mr. Crawford, right?”
While the crowd was busy discussing among themselves again, the stage manager looked visibly disappointed when he saw Yoel instead of Gerald.
However, he still had to take Yoel seriously. After all, Yoel Holden was also one of the VIPs.
Mila on the other hand, wasn’t familiar with Yoel. This made her slightly surprised and disappointed when she saw him.
‘Why didn’t Gerald come…?’
Even if Gerald had made his appearance, she would’ve hidden in a corner so that he couldn’t spot her. Regardless, it was no lie that she had at least hoped to have been able to see him.
While Mila wasn’t the kind of girl who liked to show off, any girl’s heart would throb like crazy if they ever saw their boyfriend making such a grand entrance.
Sadly, it wasn’t her boyfriend in the car. It didn’t seem like Yoel knew who she was either.
As Yoel was led up the stairs by the guide, Hallie—who had earlier been scared witless—said, “Well, well, well. What have we here? Why didn’t your boyfriend come over to greet you?”
She was clearly trying to rub it into Mila’s face.
“D*rn it! It wasn’t Mr. Crawford after all! Why isn’t he here?” said Molly rather regretfully. She was certain of how utterly pleased Hallie must have been feeling at that moment.
“The fck were you trying to pull off, btch? Weren’t you talking about how great your boyfriend was earlier? Embarrassing! It seems that I didn’t slap you hard enough earlier!” mocked Hallie, a hint of anger in her voice.
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