My Destined Lover

Laura was amused and asked, “What are you going to do to me? Get a few more people to attack me behind my back?”

This joke made Dylan feel ashamed. Dylan held his aching arm, but said relentlessly, “We’ll see!”

Watching him limping away, Laura even felt sorry for him. But Laura wasn’t in the mood for pity. She had her own problems. The waiter who had brought her upstairs was gone, who probably had a deal with Dylan.

But the problem was Laura’s clothes were still up in the air. The dress was very fragile. It’s made of silk and has been processed by a special technique. Spilled with red wine, almost ruined it. It’s not a good idea to wear like this at the party. But she was unfamiliar with the place and people here …

She was in dilemma. A familiar voice suddenly came from behind her, low and sexy, “Do you need help?”

Laura turned around and saw Marcus standing behind her, smiling at her. His skin was sickly white, accompanying his pale look and occasional light coughing… She was almost deceived by his appearance.

No wonder Marcus pretended to be sick for so long without anyone noticing.

“Thanks.” Laura nodded slightly and followed Marcus back to his room.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

The assistant took down Laura’s sizes and went out to get the dress.

Laura reviewed Marcus’s injury and asked, “Did you take the medicine on time?”

“Yes.”

“Don’t you suspect me?” Laura looked up and gave Marcus a sly wink. “You’re not afraid I’ll poison you!”

“Anyway, it can’t be worse.” Marcus made fun of.

In fact, the drug was specifically checked. Although Laura had saved his life, he had to be careful because he get used to being cautious. Fortunately, the results were good.

“You’re right.”

Half an hour later, the assistant came back with the dress.

“Thanks,” Laura said and took the dress from the assistant.

…

Laura changed her dress and went downstairs. The luxurious gown and stunning face directly attracted the attention of the people present.

“Whose daughter is this? Why didn’t I have no impression?”

“It’s like… come with Lily?”

“Such beauty, Lily’s title as the most beautiful woman in New York is in jeopardy.”

People took it as a funny topic. But when Lily heard it, it was different. She stared at Laura, slowly walked toward her, and clenched her fists. How could Laura take others’ attention away from her?

Lily rolled her eyes and suddenly had an idea.

After a while. Lily took her seat at the piano in the hall. The song “Memories of Norma”, majestic and passionate, instantly grabbed the attention of everyone in the room.

She sat in the spotlight with a solemn expression, and her hands moved flexibly. This is a feather in Lily’s cap. Under the careful education from the Taylors, her talent was better than most people.