Isabel politely avoided one anxious glance after another, and the sons enthusiastically threw cordial greetings and warm invitations to Isabel.

Unable to bear such treatment, for the first time in her life, Isabel felt that she was a lucky person who had gone too far.

She walked away, keeping the invitation and sitting in a quiet corner waiting.

The various wives and daughters discussed the "party fairy" in people's eyes, because Isabel was dressed very differently than usual, and although they couldn't get rid of it, they felt that she was a different person.

Miss Gray said, "Mama's lady must have been born into a wealthy family, with an elegant temperament and good manners, and a bit like Isabel in the dye, but they are definitely not the same person, haha." ”

"Well, Julia, would you like to get to know that young lady in a moment?" Mrs. Gray said.

"That's not good! People may look down on people like us. Julia said.

"Oh...... Baby. Mrs. Gray said dejectedly, reassuring her daughter.

"Hey, Isabel will definitely be in the limelight at the banquet." Daisy said.

"When the time comes, she may be favored by a certain gentleman and then propose, hahahaha! She will get rid of her current position, become a rich man, and will be a beautiful young lady. Granny Lulu said.

"Well, well, we'll get a little bit of his blessing too." The maids replied.

"Then Isabel will leave me, ......no," Emily cried.

"Eh, be dignified!" Lulu poked at the Pumen next to her, and guests passed by outside the door, as if mocking or confused.

On the other side of the banquet, Isabel was bored waiting for someone, listening to them share the ball and raise the champagne in her hand, she was hungry, she picked up a piece of pastry and fed it to her mouth, she searched for Alan in the luxurious lineup, and finally saw him, he was negotiating with a man who looked like a businessman or was his uncle, with a handsome face and a smile on his lips.

Eren also turned his head and glanced at her, which suddenly made her flustered and overwhelmed.

"Miss, would you like to dance with me at the next ball?" A handsome, richly dressed boy invited her.

"Huh? Oh! I'm sorry, I ......" Isabel stared at him in panic, not daring to look him in the eye.

"Miss," the gentleman came over, "I'm sorry, sir, I've made an appointment. ”

"Oh!" The noble prince let go of his hand in surprise.

It's him, the man who calls himself Alan's cousin, he looks to be in his forties, he must be Alan's uncle!

"Sir." Isabel shouted.

"Miss, maybe I should call it another way." He approached Isabel and said, "Call me...... Annabelle. ”

Isabel reacted.

''We have a heart. He said with a smile, his eyes deep and charming.

He is a mature and steady man, full of passion and challenge.

"No, I don't want to cause trouble, if the director finds out, I won't be able to eat and walk around." Isabel sighed as she spoke.

"Hmph." He sneered a few times and looked at her with amusement.

Isabel continued: "You must keep it a secret, I am ...... Come and meet someone you like. ”

He smiled again and said; "Let's practice a few times first, Annabelle, Annabelle."

"Yes, thank you sir."

Isabel smiled.

They seemed to have a good idea at this point, and he sat down opposite him, and spread his palms in front of Isabel's eyes, and he looked down, and Isabel, seeing this, stretched out his injured palm to herself, and touched the cup of roses with concern where the thorns had cut the hole, and it was still stained with coagulated blood.

Suddenly, Alan came over at some point, and Isabel withdrew her hands all at once.

Alan glanced at her and said to the gentleman, "Uncle, who is this young lady?" ”

All at once, people who were curious about Isabel gathered, and Isabel's nervous heart was beating, and they got up one after the other, and the gentleman replied, "This young lady comes from a manor, and her identity is extremely mysterious, and I will not tell you, but her name is Annabelle, and in short, she is a well-bred and ...... Well, the child of an unattainable rich and noble family, miss. ”

"Oh-" everyone sighed and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss Annabelle, can you dance with me?" A man burst out of the crowd.

"Hmm." Meaning Sabel agreed, in order to break free from the current situation.

Next, everyone dispersed.

Vaguely playing, the upcoming session is a dance between men and women.

"Miss Annabelle." The man shouted.

"Hmm." Annabelle answered, "I'm a friend of Allen's. He said.

After saying this, Isabel's eyes widened and the light shone brightly, and she was tormented by the dance and said, "I don't know how to dance." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll teach you." Under his guidance, he said, Isabel became more proficient and began to dance.

"Miss Julia, can you dance with me?" On the other side, Alan invited the young lady he liked.

"Of course." Julia replied, suppressing the joy in her heart.

Through the crowd, watching Alan dance with the others, Isabel didn't seem to feel any sadness in her heart, he was just a stranger to herself, and she didn't know anything about him.

"Miss." It was Allen's friend who shouted.

Isabel broke free of his arm, and she hesitated, and her body ran forward, for suddenly—she remembered the "sir" who had been left behind.

She had forgotten to keep the agreement between them.

"Miss, how are you going to make up for my wounded heart?" When the gentleman saw Isabel running to him, he asked, his body approached, leaned down, and Isabel saw this, and at the last moment, she stretched out her palm to resist his lips, and lightly kissed him, admonishing, "Sir." ”

Then, putting down his hand, he said to the elf in front of him, "Miss, you have become my most important person, I hope you will remember." ”

"Sir, your name, I don't know yet." Isabel retorted, "You're not the most important person to me yet. ”

"Then I told you, can I be?" Mr. said.

"Probably, sir." Isabel stared at him, and he seemed to be sucked in by her eyes at a glance, "What is your name, sir?" ”

He replied, "Bruce." ”

Isabel went back to where she was dancing with the boy, and it was empty.

Allen's friend took Allen to the center of the stage, and Allen said, "I have invited our prom elves for today......"

The crowd was in an uproar.

"Annabelle." As soon as the words fell, everyone fell silent, looking forward to this moment.

Isabel's eyes widened and she looked around, her heart pounding with fear.

Mr. Bruce stood aside, smiling gravely and with a deep smile that he had not noticed.

Isabel calmed down, her stiff limbs reluctantly got up and went to the piano stand, she gasped, as if she was trembling, and finally she sat down in front of the piano like a dream, thinking that she must not be embarrassed in front of the fight, and the only person who gave her courage was Alan. Gauntton, she forgot to glance at him meaningfully, and then poured into it with all her might, the love song, like a dream, with her most beloved supporting and encouraging herself, and loving herself deeply, so that she was at ease.

His love also gave herself, and it was in this reverie that she realized the beautiful meaning of love.

She walked down excitedly, without the nervousness and fear she had before, and happily stepped forward to clap with anyone, but because of the occasion, she looked for someone she knew.

She blankly said his name and clapped her hands happily, and so-and-so shouted, "Brian. Bowman. ”

"You're a friend of Allen?" She asked amid applause.

"Don't look so weird...... Stare at me. Brian's eyes lit up, and her eyes fell swoop.

"Alan. Chesterton. Isabel was startled by the name she had taught, for fear of being heard, and her lovely look was so taken seriously by Brian that she was drawn more and more into it.

"You like her, don't you?" Brian asked.

"Hmm...... But apart from my appearance, there is nothing that appeals to me1." Isabel said with a blushing face.

Brian laughed.

"What are you laughing at, huh......" Isabel said angrily.

"Alan." Brian looked back, and he appeared in front of Brian in high spirits.

Isabel's heart suddenly looked like a big stone, tangled and depressed, she didn't dare to look at his gaze, everything about him, full of shyness, but she always had to answer, missed this opportunity, maybe never again, she was nervous and anxious, blurted out; "Hello, Mr. Allen!"

"You ......" Allen suddenly remembered something, and slyly turned his back and grabbed Brian, as if he wanted to say something.

Isabel glanced over and glanced at it, his slender white fingers resting on the shoulders beside him, his tall posture, the silhouette of his side face.

She didn't dare to take a second look, her heart was already pounding, and if she got any closer, she was about to be fatally killed by his charm.

Her heart was like a tense hot air balloon, she could be in danger at any time, and at this moment she was in a situation of "collapse" no matter what, her eyes were staring at Isabel with deep meaning, and his whole face suddenly appeared in front of her, making her feel as if there was something ominous, the first time she saw him so clearly—very strange!

But it made her heart stop for a moment, and she almost fainted.

Maybe he's not as perfect as he thought he was, at least he's changed now.

"Your eyes are like Barbie's." He smiled at her and said nothing more.

"Oh, thank you." Isabel replied.

They distanced themselves, and suddenly, Isabel thought he was so good-looking, handsome and dignified.