Chapter 59
At 8 p.m., the Moore mansion was bustling with guests, including their relatives and prominent figures from upper–class society.
Hannah’s mother, Vanessa Moore, stood quietly by her husband, Kennedy Moore,
occasionally exchanging pleasantries with the guests. However, Vanessa was secretly unhappy. After all, her beloved Hannah was still unconscious, yet Kennedy was eager to bring his illegitimate daughter back, telling everyone Jennifer was her daughter too.
It was infuriating.
Nonetheless, Vanessa was well aware that the Moore family had no male heir. With her only daughter in the current state, she had no choice but to follow Kennedy’s wishes to ensure the family’s continuation.
Hence, no matter how distasteful it was, she had to put on a facade of affection for Jennifer.
“Look over there! It’s Ms. Moore!”
A sudden shout echoed through the crowd, and all eyes in the hall immediately turned toward the spotlight, focusing on the second floor.
Jennifer smiled, and her elegant demeanor complemented the ethereal gown she wore. As she walked down the staircase gracefully, she held the crowd’s attention. Cheers and excited voices surrounded her.
One socialite pulled Vanessa’s hand and praised, “Madam Moore, you’re truly blessed! Jennifer is so beautiful, and her fiance is the CEO of the Ereeman Group. How envious!”
Another socialite chimed in, “Absolutely! Mr. Freeman is handsome, young, and powerful. The two make a perfect match. Madam Moore, you’re indeed lucky!”
Vanessa clenched her hand, smiling as she modestly replied, “Oh, you flatter me. You’re much luckier than me.”
On the other hand, Elijah sat quietly, not showing much expression. Despite his silence, his aura of nobility made it impossible to ignore his presence.
Jennifer basked in the crowd’s admiration, enjoying the vanity of being the center of attention as the heiress.
Among the attendees were many wealthy young gentlemen, who had their eyes glued to Jennifer since she made her appearance, unable to look away.
She noticed this and deliberately took her time descending the stairs.
However, just as she was halfway down the stairs, the crowd suddenly stirred again.
Someone shouted, “Mr. Zimmer has arrived!”
All eyes turned toward the entrance once again.
The young and handsome Skye, accompanied by his female companion, gracefully walked
down the red carpet from the far end. His status as both a major celebrity and the son of the Zimmer family stirred even more excitement among the guests.
As people gazed, their focus was drawn to the person beside him, Sheena Lawson.
Sheena wore a pristine flowing gown that accentuated her fair skin. Her makeup, light and elegant, unexpectedly complemented the gown. As she approached, her presence exuded grace and nobility, and her beauty was simply breathtaking.
Gasps and exclamations echoed throughout the crowd, and all attention shifted away from Jennifer.
Jennifer stood mid–way on the staircase, completely caught off guard by Sheena’s entrance, who seemingly overshadowed Jennifer. She found herself trapped in place, unnoticed and ignored. It was a frustrating feeling that was almost suffocating.
What astonished her further was that Sheena managed to look so stunning in the knockoff
gown.
How could a knockoff gown create such an astonishing effect?
Jennifer had spent the entire afternoon meticulously applying her makeup, only to find that her delicate look paled compared to Sheena’s seemingly natural appearance.
Why?
How could Sheena outshine her like this?
Frustration gnawed at Jennifer, and she elegantly covered her mouth, lightly coughing in an attempt to regain her composure.
A nearby guest noticed something amiss and shouted, “Look! Mr. Zimmer’s companion is wearing the same designer gown as Ms. Moore.”
“You’re right! But who wears it better?”
“Mr. Zimmer’s companion is just too stunning. I completely forgot what Ms. Moore is wearing.
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The guests‘ gaze shifted between the two women.
Sheena’s poised and ethereal presence contrasted starkly with Jennifer’s lackluster aura, effectively overshadowing her.
