The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband Chapter 670

Chapter 670: She Got the Lucky Number Tag
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.
Olive was maintaining a low profile tonight, and her demeanor resembling that of a maid meant that no one was engaging with her.
The contrast between her situation and Clara’s was like night and day.
Clara even straightened her posture, exuding pride and confidence akin to a fully spread peacock.
At this moment, the personal secretary took the stage and said, “Ladies and gentlemen, the highlight of tonight’s event is about to begin. Now, please welcome our CEO to personally draw the lucky number tag. The lady with the matching number will have the honor to dance the first dance with
our CEO.”
Everyone had already picked up their number tags when they entered, one for each person.
Clara looked at her number tag in her hand it was number 29.
She was nervous, her heart almost jumping out of her chest.
Even though she knew she was chosen, until Elvis publicly announced it, she couldn’t help but feel
uncertain.
Elvis began to draw the lucky number tags.
Despite knowing there was a pre-selected candidate, the noble ladies remained anxious, fearing being chosen.
The whole room held its breath in anticipation.
Olive stood in the corner, deeply disappointed with Elvis. She knew the first dance had nothing to do with her, so she was busy eating a piece of cake.
Elvis had probably already chosen Clara, right?
Chapter Ed: She Get the Lucky Number Tog
Olive glanced at Clara’s proud peacock-like demeanor and adjusted her dress, ready to take the stage as soon as Elvis announced her.
Elvis had already selected the lucky number tag.
Although aware of the pre-selected candidate, the noble ladies were still nervous. What if they were chosen?
The whole room waited with bated breath.
The personal 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 matching number will have the honor to dance the first dance with our CEO.”
As the personal secretary spoke, the laughter grew louder, and many people began to laugh.
Clara stood on the podium, unsure whether to leave or stay.
Her smile froze, embarrassment pushed to its limits.
She realized the noble ladies who had flattered her earlier were now whispering and pointing at her, finding her actions amusing.
Clara could clearly hear their comments, her face turning red as she felt humiliated and
embarrassed. However, she didn’t want to believe or give up, so she looked at Elvis, “Mr. Augustine, is this a mistake? How many numbers did you actually draw?”
Elvis glanced at Clara, then handed her the number tag. “Number 19.”
Number 19!
Indeed, it was number 191
Clara felt like she had fallen from heaven to hell
The personal secretary continued, “Princess Visionary, since you are not number 19, then you have no business here. Please leave now.”
The personal secretary was already guiding her off the stage.
Laughter from the audience grew louder, and even some of the noble ladies pitied her.
Clara trembled with anger, but beneath the watchful eyes of everyone, she had no option but to exit the stage in embarrassment.
The personal secretary chuckled, “I apologize, everyone, for a minor mishap a moment ago. Let’s resume as planned. Could the lady holding the lucky number tag 19 kindly join us on the stage?”
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