Coolest Girl in Town

Alexander and Elise dressed up to attend the cocktail party two days later. As it was a private party and not opened to the media, it didn’t receive such huge publicity, and the guests could enter the manor and look around at will after checking in at the entrance.

Regardless of the type of collector, they all had a certain amount of capital in their hands.

Judging from the manor and villa details, Elise could tell that Jonas’s net worth was not lower than the Griffiths in their heyday, but he had always been low-key and was never interested in the rankings of the rich. Hence, nobody knew how many assets he had under his name.

Holding Elise’s hand, Alexander followed the trail of the other guests. Finally, after they grabbed their own glass of champagne, they reached the gallery where the paintings of various famous artists were displayed.

The paintings were encased in glass on a special shelf, and every painting had unique security equipment, which made it convenient for guests to admire the painting while preventing theft.

However, there was an obvious flaw with it; once someone broke the glass, the painting inside would be easily damaged.

Elise stopped in front of the drawing, ‘Ink Peonies’, then looked at the other paintings around it and realized they were masterpieces by renowned painters from the last century or famous pieces from post-modern geniuses. For her first painting to be on display here, it could be considered as a very high valuation of her work.

“Do you like it?”Alexander was already thinking of ways to persuade Jonas to let him have the painting when he saw the smile on her face.

Elise shook her head with a smile. “I can’t see why this painting is so great. It’s better to just keep it for people who understand it to admire it.”

Just then, a girl in a ball gown stepped out from behind her with her head tilted to the side. After she had taken a good look at Elise’s face, she beamed in excitement. “It’s really you, Miss Beautiful!”

“You are…” Elise trailed off in confusion.

“It’s me!” She flashed Elise a captivating smile that showed off her white teeth and adorable little canines. “Do you still remember that someone was chasing you in the mall, and I was the one who helped you to escape?”

As the memories flooded back to her, Elise pointed a finger and asked tentatively, “You’re the girl at the barbeque restaurant?”

She bobbed her head and appeared a little embarrassed as she tucked away her fringe behind her ear when it came loose. “I

Are your friends really busy?”

lost contact with my classmates and friends, and there’s no one I can ask out to have a meal

of a sudden, Elise felt sorry for her, but

to let them have some time alone. “I saw a few people I know, so I’m going over to say hi. Both of you

didn’t seem so reserved anymore, and she took a step closer to Elise, introducing herself, “I’m Stephanie, and you’re Elise, aren’t you? Elise Sinclair, I’ve watched your variety show, and I couldn’t even recognize you when you dressed up like that the other day. I’m so sorry

smile and didn’t deny anything she said. Then, Stephanie continued cautiously, “Miss Sinclair, may I add you on WhatsApp? I promise I won’t annoy you all the

so she didn’t turn her down and added her contact

an art student, and she majored in oil painting, with a liking for Western

finished their champagne, and Stephanie stopped a waiter close to them. Then, with Elise’s glass in her hand, she went over to

arrived late, but she immediately caught sight of Elise and Stephanie chatting away happily the minute she walked into the

lesser amount of socialites within. But, as everyone knew, there were always pretty girls in the art field,

Goddess’ from her—a title which she coveted so much, and a sense of danger started to build up aggressively within her when she saw the both

while, and while there were many people everywhere, she slowly moved closer to them. Then, when she passed by Stephanie, she quickly reached out and gave her a

balance and fell forward as she was caught off guard

in front of her. When she regained her balance again, the ‘Ink Peonies’ had fallen as well, and the glass

concerned about was

and muttered, “However, I’m afraid that… I’ve ruined

painting was indeed utterly ruined. However, she still said in an assuring tone, “It’s just a canvas. What’s more important is that

sighed heavily and looked behind herself in

weird, she thought. I clearly felt someone pushing