The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

The party hall was filled with the lively sound of music, and the main event of the evening was about to begin.

Elvis stood tall and handsome on the podium at the center of the dazzling lights. His flawlessly perfect features appeared to be bathed in a layer of golden radiance, making it difficult to look directly at him.

The noble ladies blushed and gazed at him, their hearts pounding in a frenzy.

They all wanted to have the first dance with Elvis, but recently, rampant rumors about him and Princess Visionary led everyone to speculate that the lucky number tag had already been designated for Princess Visionary.

They all gathered around Clara,

“Princess Visionary, did Mr. Augustine choose you? Are you going to dance the first dance with him later?”

“Princess Visionary, we truly envy you.”

Showered with such attention, Clara had blossomed into a radiant smile. She remembered asking Elvis in the elevator carlier if he had chosen her, and he had mysteriously promised her a surprise.

This surprise was likely dancing the first dance with him.

Clara looked up at Elvis, and at that moment, his deep and narrow eyes faintly swept over to her.

It was like a confirmation and an implication, and Clara’s heart began to race.

At that moment, Clara glanced sideways and happened to see Olive standing in a corner.

tonight, and her demeanor resembling that of a maid meant that no one was engaging

and Clara’s was like night

straightened her posture, exuding pride and confidence akin to a fully

to begin. Now, please welcome our CEO to personally draw the lucky number tag. The

picked up their number tags when they entered, one for

in her hand it was number

was nervous, her heart almost

knew she was chosen, until Elvis publicly announced it, she couldn’t help but feel

began to draw the lucky number

pre-selected candidate, the noble ladies remained anxious, fearing being

whole room held its breath

corner, deeply disappointed with Elvis. She knew the first dance had nothing to do with her, so she was busy eating a

already

She Get

glanced at Clara’s proud peacock-like demeanor and adjusted her dress, ready to take the stage as soon as

selected the

candidate, the noble ladies were still nervous. What if they were

whole room waited with bated

secretary stepped forward, “Ladies and gentlemen, the climax of tonight’s event is about to start. Now, let’s invite our CEO to personally draw the lucky number tag. The lady with the

laughter grew louder,