Chapter 18
The flames of jealousy burned strongly within Rachel.
She had believed she could forever keep a beauty like Zoey beneath her feet.
Now, however, Zoey wore the coveted “Angel’s Wings,” an aspiration for every woman.
With her wealth exceeding 30 million, Rachel couldn’t fathom why Zoey deserved it.
Meanwhile, the men present eagerly anticipated the reappearance of the once–renowned beauty of Jorsproburgh.
“Hmph, later, I’ll ruin your dress and ensure that you and that useless Cyrus will never rise again,” Rachel bitterly remarked.
“I’ll cooperate with you, ensuring that useless person stays where he is,” Sean replied.
At this moment, the mobile home’s door opened, and Cecilia, holding Mira, emerged first.
Mira nestled into Cyrus’s arms, wearing a blissful smile.
She whispered, “Dad, Mom looks so beautiful, just like a princess.”
“Don’t worry, when you grow up, you can wear the Angel’s Wings just like Mom.”
“Really, Dad? Then I’ll become a little princess, too.”
“You already are Dad’s little princess,” Cyrus chuckled.
Beside them, Cecilia’s expression was complex–gratified that her friend had restored her former celestial beauty yet there was a hint of envy.
The RV’s door finally opened.
The eight designers again lined up in two rows, and the driver retrieved a five–step platform from the trunk, unfolding it neatly.
The President of AMANI Summerland District adjusted his collar, standing tall.
“Ladies and gentlemen, please join me in welcoming the fourth Angel Star, Ms. Zoey Clarke, to the scene. This will be a tremendous honor for AMANI.”
“Please welcome Ms. Zoey Clarke, the Angel Star,” the eight designers bowed in unison.
Even Cyrus couldn’t help but think these luxury brands had a flair for the dramatic.
The guests were now genuinely impressed.
It turned out that a woman wearing the Angel’s Wings was regarded as an Angel Star.
All the welcoming lights on the caravan were turned on, and Zoey appeared in a white evening gown, her
hair elegantly styled, revealing her proud and fair swan–like neck, showcasing the diamond earrings and
necklace.
Matching crystal high heels elevated her height to 175cm, perfectly complementing the gown.
Elegant and polsed, she surpassed even the beauty of a descending fairy.
“Wow…” The men all–exclaimed simultaneously.
“This is too beautiful.”
Even the female guests couldn’t help but admire Zoey’s ethereal beauty.
The AMANI’s President also breathed a sigh of relief. The time was too tight for him, and there wasn’t
enough time for Zoey’s exquisite makeup.
However, her natural classical beauty still overshadowed the gown, even without further embellishments.
Zoey felt shy and nervous, fearing she might damage the dress.
Even a tiny diamond falling off could mean hefty compensation.
Cyrus was almost stunned in awe but quickly reached out his arm to escort Zoey.
Zoey hesitated momentarily but eventually placed her slender hand in his broad palm, slowly descending the steps.
Cecilia also applauded, leading the applause for Zoey.
The thunderous applause resonated throughout the venue.
Zoey felt like she was in a dream, not expecting such treatment tonight.
Mabel became anxious, cursing a thousand times in her heart.
“Did my stepmother let us in?” Zoey asked.
“She wouldn’t dare not to,‘ Cyrus replied.
Leading Zoey, he paid no attention to Mabel.
Under everyone’s gaze, they walked into the hotel lobby.
Upon hearing from the guests that his eldest daughter had arrived, Wallace pushed his wheelchair, took the elevator, and came out to greet her himself.
He feared Mabel–might drive her away.
When he saw his daughter, now a dazzling star surrounded by admirers, he almost didn’t recognize her.
The last time he saw her was on a video call–she was pale and thin, her face swollen from Cyrus’s beating.
“Zoey, where did you get such an expensive dress?”
With the current state of his worthless son–in–law, Cyrus, Wallace didn’t think Cyrus could afford to rent it for Zoey.
