Ella stepped into the hall, the white gown flowing around her like liquid moonlight.
Every pleat, every shimmer caught the golden chandeliers above, making her seem almost ethereal.
The pristine white of her dress, the shimmering pearls, her soft curves, they added to her a swan-like beauty.
Ji Yan walked one step behind her, his stance professional.
But the crowd was no longer calm.
Whispers rippled through the guests:
"Who is she?"
"Why is Mr. King's secretary escorting her?"
"She is stunning…"
"I feel like she looks familiar!"
"I think… I think I remember… Isn't she that ex-model who has been the talk of the town in the recent months?!"
A few people who were intricately linked to the entertainment industry started recognizing Ella.
But the rest of the elites were still clueless. However, that did not stop them from being intrigued.
Especially the young men, the eligible bachelors… they could barely take their gaze off Ella.
