Chapter 112 Aren’t You Afraid That I Am A Ghost?

“No. Her temper is strange, but her heart is very good. Go and have fun, I will pick you up at eleven o’clock.”

Claire was not allowed to participate because she had not yet passed her 18th birthday. She was depressed.

The dance party was very gorgeous and lively, the kind of gorgeous and lively that Arianna didn’t adapt to. The old lady, whose name was Annie Johnson, looked at Arianna from top to toe with satisfaction and said, “It seems that my clothes are not bad. York was blessed to have such a pretty daughter as you.”

Arianna was overwhelmed by her sight, and she barely talked a few words. After answering a series of questions like an interview, Arianna was personally introduced to several young fellows who seemed to be well educated and from other wealthy families.