Time Travel to Become Your Sweetheart novel Chapter 112

Jane was pulled by a waitress to change into a pure white evening dress.

Unexpectedly, the cut fitted her body, as if it was tailored for her. It set off her breasts and slender waist. She looked charming!

Jane nervously opened the note. It was number 13.

This figure was regarded as an ominous symbol, and she hated it from religious sentiment.

"Every 13th day in a month, 12 witches hold a carnival. The 13th devil, Satan, will appear at the top and bring disaster to the people."

At some time, Pearl took a detour behind Jane and deliberately lowered her voice. It sounded very strange.

"Your partner is destined to be Satan."

Pearl smiled mysteriously and put on a crescent-shaped mask. What Jane got was a feather mask that could cover the upper half of her face, revealing her lips.

The male and female guests tidied up and were grouped.

In the crowd, Jane saw a short and fat man in a Scottish dress revealing a fat belly. It must be Ada's husband.

There were no other fat men like him among the guests present.

"Why does he participate in this kind of activity?"

The female guests whispered. Whoever danced with the fatty was destined to become the target of ridicule. They all prayed to themselves that they would not be so unlucky.

Moreover, the fatty looked creepy. Perhaps he would be a weirdo. What if he harassed...

Sophia looked at the number plate in her hand and silently mourned for herself. She had just seen the number of the fatty, but she was unlucky and partnered with the fatty.

Ada's husband stared at her, which displeased her.

However, it seemed that everyone was happy. If she objected, it would make other people unhappy.

It must be Daisy. As the organizer, it was too easy to do something!

Sophia smiled. Daisy secretly played tricks on her, which indicated that she had succeeded in making Daisy angry.

No matter what, she won the bet.

"Number 13."

Someone shouted. Jane turned around and found a tall man standing beside her. Even in the darkness, the pair of black eyes under the mask was sparkling...

Light music slowly sounded. Suddenly, the lights shone on the marble floor of the hall, casting a huge circular shadow.

"Let's play an interesting game today."

The herald appeared and began to come up with bad ideas.

The men and women on the stage had chosen their partners through the number plates at the collars.

"Game one, squeeze the other partners out of the circular shadow."

During the dancing, one could run wild to squeeze out the rest of the partners. The circle would gradually shrink as the game progressed.

In the end, the pair who could stay in the circle would receive a mysterious gift from the organizers.

"That's good!"

In the crowd, some people applauded, thinking that this was an exciting game.

Although the guests attending the masquerade were rich, they were curious about the mysterious gift and were determined to obtain it.

That game tested not only the dancing skills but also the partners' coordination.

If one went east and another preferred west, it would be easier to be squeezed out of the circle.

Of course, the game was not without rules. No pushing and shoving, and no violence.

Jane looked at the tall man who had the same number plate as her and felt inexplicably familiar.