Chapter 59
At 8 p.m., the Moore mansion was bustling with guests, including their rtives and prominent figures
from upper–ss society.
Hannah’s mother, Vanessa Moore, stood quietly by her husband, Kennedy Moore,
asionally exchanging pleasantries with the guests. However, Vanessa was secretly unhappy. After
all, her beloved Hannah was still unconscious, yet Kennedy was eager to bring his illegitimate daughter
back, telling everyone Jennifer was her daughter too.
It was infuriating.
Nheless, Vanessa was well aware that the Moore family had no male heir. With her only daughter
in the current state, she had no choice but to follow Kennedy’s wishes to ensure the family’s
continuation.
Hence, no matter how distasteful it was, she had to put on a facade of affection for Jennifer.
“Look over there! It’s Ms. Moore!”
A sudden shout echoed through the crowd, and all eyes in the hall immediately turned toward the
spotlight, focusing on the second floor.
Jennifer smiled, and her elegant demeanorplemented the ethereal gown she wore. As she walked
down the staircase gracefully, she held the crowd’s attention. Cheers and excited voices surrounded
her.
One socialite pulled Vanessa’s hand and praised, “Madam Moore, you’re truly blessed! Jennifer is so
beautiful, and her fiance is the CEO of the Ereeman Group. How envious!”
Another socialite chimed in, “Absolutely! Mr. Freeman is handsome, young, and powerful. The two
make a perfect match. Madam Moore, you’re indeed lucky!”
Vanessa clenched her hand, smiling as she modestly replied, “Oh, you tter me. You’re much luckier
than me.”
On the other hand, Elijah sat quietly, not showing much expression. Despite his silence, his aura of
nobility made it impossible to ignore his presence.
Jennifer basked in the crowd’s admiration, enjoying the vanity of being the center of attention as the
heiress.
Among the attendees were many wealthy young gentlemen, who had their eyes glued to Jennifer since
she made her appearance, unable to look away.
She noticed this and deliberately took her time descending the stairs.
However, just as she was halfway down the stairs, the crowd suddenly stirred again.
Someone shouted, “Mr. Zimmer has arrived!”
All eyes turned toward the entrance once again.
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The young and handsome Skye, apanied by his femalepanion, gracefully walked
down the red carpet from the far end. His status as both a major celebrity and the son of the Zimmer
family stirred even more excitement among the guests.
As people gazed, their focus was drawn to the person beside him, Sheena Lawson.
Sheena wore a pristine flowing gown that entuated her fair skin. Her makeup, light and elegant,
unexpectedlyplemented the gown. As she approached, her presence exuded grace and nobility,
and her beauty was simply breathtaking.
Gasps and exmations echoed throughout the crowd, and all attention shifted away from Jennifer.
Jennifer stood mid–way on the staircase,pletely caught off guard by Sheena’s entrance, who
seemingly overshadowed Jennifer. She found herself trapped in ce, unnoticed and ignored. It was a
frustrating feeling that was almost suffocating.
What astonished her further was that Sheena managed to look so stunning in the knockoff
gown.
How could a knockoff gown create such an astonishing effect?
Jennifer had spent the entire afternoon meticulously applying her makeup, only to find that her delicate
look paledpared to Sheena’s seemingly natural appearance.
Why?
How could Sheena outshine her like this?
Frustration gnawed at Jennifer, and she elegantly covered her mouth, lightly coughing in an attempt to
regain herposure.
A nearby guest noticed something amiss and shouted, “Look! Mr. Zimmer’spanion is wearing the
same designer gown as Ms. Moore.”
“You’re right! But who wears it better?”
“Mr. Zimmer’spanion is just too stunning. Ipletely forgot what Ms. Moore is wearing.
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The guests‘ gaze shifted between the two women.
Sheena’s poised and ethereal presence contrasted starkly with Jennifer’sckluster aura, effectively
overshadowing her.