Chapter 62 Empathy

Leslie wasn't angry; after all, she was gradually winning over Allen's heart. This little setback was nothing. As long as she stayed by Allen's side and appeared in front of everyone, that would say it all. Blanch, you better never show up…

"How is it? Is she here yet?" Miss Isabella asked impatiently from the car, holding a glass of red wine.

Arabella was nearby, eagerly holding up a mirror. "Almost, there's still time. Don't worry, Miss Isabella."

"How can I not worry? Brother Felix actually invited that cheap woman to attend—it's just a slap in my face, isn't it? Today, I'll show her who can stand by Brother Felix's side."

Miss Isabella was dressed in high-end fashion, looking glamorous. A young lady from a wealthy family like hers would attract attention wherever she went.

"Just keep an eye out. As soon as Brother Felix arrives, let me know immediately."

"Understood."