The woman was sashaying over in a pair of crystal high heels.

The blue gown on her set off her thin and slender waist, which looked as if one could hold her with just one hand.

Her straight hair, casually draped behind her, fluttered in the air along with her movements.

Beside her, a little girl wearing a small mask was also dressed in a similar blue princess dress.

She bounced around while holding her hand.

They were an exquisite sight in the Hunts’ manor! The people waiting at the door were stunned, and all of them looked at them in disbelief.

The few women who were clamoring just a moment ago said in surprise: "That dress...It's the Blue Enchantress!"

"Oh my god, who is she? Doesn't she walk too beautifully? Her movements are obviously so big when she twists and turns her hips as she walks, but how does she still make it look so charming? She's too gorgeous!"

"Which family is she from? Why is the kid she's holding wearing a silver mask? She's so cute! Is she her younger sister?"

Rachel was totally stunned while everyone was singing praises of Nora.

She stared at Nora incredulously, feeling like her eyes must be playing tricks on her.

Was she actually that hillbilly and bumpkin of a woman who was always wearing jeans and white T-shirts, and walked as though she was still half-asleep? Wasn't her gait a little too graceful?! 

Even she found it difficult to go against her conscience and say she didn't look good! All around them, every man’s eyes were on her.

It was obvious that Nora had become the center of attention! When did such a big beauty appear in New York?! That was the thought on everyone's minds.

Even Yvonne was a little stunned.

However, because she knew Sheril, she didn't mistake her for anyone else.

Instead, she stared at Nora in shock.

She had only heard her name prior to this, but she was the purported hillbilly that Rachel mentioned? There was practically no need for any comparison! Even with the distance between the two of them, it was obvious who had won-or at least, that was the case in terms of what they were wearing! She bit her lip in anger and glared at Rachel.

For once, she couldn't hold herself back and she said, "So, that's the Nora Smith you were talking about?"

That one line from her was enough to enlighten everyone there.

of them looked at Nora in

instant if she looked anything like her mother, then it was no wonder that her mother was the public enemy of all the wealthy wives of New York back then! Given her looks, which man would be able to resist her? Especially with

..

doing it on purpose, it simply looked too beautiful! However, Nora, who was ‘twisting her hips on purpose’, was actually complaining while she was walking

kind of shoes are these? Aren't

her Mommy carefully to prevent her from tripping and falling down

be

voice, "Beauty comes at a price,

, but because crystal heels were a little more slippery than ordinary heels, Nora couldn't really

hips from side to side as she walked! Nora tried to put up with it, but in the end,

them anymore! But as

You'd better

Nora:".."

heels for

said to Cherry, "Get your father to prepare a

her

contact Daddy right

they swaggered through the crowd and came to

hall after registering when they suddenly heard a

"Nora Smith!"

looked over to

up and down and demanded , "W-who borrowed that gown

at her coldly, disinterested in

scoffed and said

you've also come, Rachel?

anyone to know that Justin had borrowed it for

down on Nora! As Nora's family, they must have pride! Rachel completely ignored Sheril

to borrow that gown? With the Andersons’ reputation, there’s no

"Even Ms.Smith only managed to borrow that gown

Nora raised her brows.

the store to borrow it,

but was that what she was asking about? Before she could say anything else, Melissa had already registered at the gift reception table at

you going to continue playing here? Or, shall I ask your father

what was going on at home, they were in public at the

that was an

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