Free Web NovelChapter 318: Chapter 318: Doing So Poorly, It’s Embarrassing
The hotel lobby’s flower-shaped lily crystal chandelier gleamed magnificently, and the European-style round tables were laden with delicious delicacies, with a few branches of plum emitting a faint, elegant fragrance.
Because of the ample indoor heating, everyone removed their coats as soon as they entered. The boys were fair enough, but even in winter, several girls wore shoulder-baring evening dresses, creating a visually appealing scene of delightful colors.
Yet, among the fragrant and glamorous crowd, only Fiona Vaughn was the most striking presence of beauty.
Men and women alike clustered around her, and one knowledgeable girl couldn’t help but exclaim.
"Fiona, is your dress Master Eric’s winter haute couture?"
"Wow, now that you mention it, I remember—this dress, there are only two pieces worldwide! The other one seems to have been reserved by a royal family in Euronia. Tsk tsk tsk, Fiona, The Second Young Master Law dotes on you so much, we’re all dying of envy!"
Fiona Vaughn was very pleased that these people were so knowledgeable; she couldn’t help but twirl lightly and walk under the crystal chandelier.
Her beautiful ankle-length peach-pink dress shimmered downwards, layers of petals overlapping, with a subtle V-shaped low back design that became more stunning as seen from behind.
She covered her mouth and laughed, her jade-like face carrying a gentle hint of shyness.
"We’re all old classmates, no need to tease me... This dress wasn’t given to me by Tyson, it was a gift from an old fan, tailored to my measurements. Since it was already made, it would be rude to refuse, so I accepted it."
Her graceful smile was even more dazzling and charming than the crystal chandelier in the entire hall.
The boys couldn’t help but stare, their throats involuntarily moving.
So beautiful, truly envious of Tyson Law for marrying such a beauty, no wonder Tyson chose Fiona Vaughn over Cecilia Vaughn back then!
...
The girls’ focus was completely different from that of the boys.
They stared at Fiona Vaughn’s extremely gorgeous haute couture gown, inhaling sharply.
"Really? It was actually a gift from a fan?"
"Fiona, you’re so lucky! Being a young lady of the Vaughn Family, having Tyson Law pamper you, and thriving in the entertainment industry—your fans are even this generous, this dress must cost at least tens of thousands!"
Fiona Vaughn smiled silently, her smile growing shyer, the blush of a young girl’s shyness making even the same gender feel a touch of affection towards her.
"You’re all flattering me too much, oh, nothing is as good as you say. I just want to live my own simple life, and be with the person I like..."
"Fiona, you’re blushing! You’re thinking of The Second Young Master Law, aren’t you? Oh, it’s a pity he didn’t come with you..."
Some informed people were discussing.
"The class rep said he’s busy taking over The Law Group, working on a big deal these days, otherwise, we could have seen the handsome couple together."
"Of course, Fiona and The Second Young Master Law are going to hold their wedding feast at the end of the month, being busy is normal. Fiona, I really want to attend your wedding feast—I’ve heard it’s a century wedding on a cruise ship? Just thinking about it is enviable! But alas, no invitation!"
"Fiona, we’re your old classmates! Can’t we get a couple of invites?"
As soon as this was said, everyone in the living room looked towards Fiona Vaughn, their eyes brimming with unspoken desire.
Being qualified to attend the Law Family’s century wedding is enough to bring prestige just by saying it!
Fiona Vaughn apologetically brushed aside a stray wisp of hair, gracefully gazing around.
"It’s not that I don’t want to offer everyone invites, but Tyson is in charge of all these matters—perhaps the cruise has limited space, and there are too many invited guests, so invitations couldn’t be sent to everyone, which I’m regretful about."
"Fiona, what are you saying, the wedding will surely be beautiful, remember to share photos with us..."
...
As everyone’s attention focused on Fiona Vaughn, Chloe Alden couldn’t resist chiming in.
"Fiona, wedding invites can’t be sent to everyone. But aren’t you going to star in Director Chapman’s new film? The one adapted from a time-travel comic—perhaps you could gift everyone with a movie ticket!"
Chloe Alden’s words immediately shocked everyone around.
Director Chapman, huh!
This is a director who has swept film awards both in Veridia and internationally. Even though Fiona Vaughn is a fairly popular leading actress, getting cast in such a director’s movie is undoubtedly challenging!
A literary girl who majored in film and television directing has always idolized Director Chapman. She knew he always selects talent based on ability; Fiona Vaughn’s acting skills... Let’s not say they’re hard to speak of, but they’re rather subpar—could Director Chapman really consider her?
This bespectacled artsy girl adjusted her glasses and hesitantly spoke.
"Um... Chloe Alden, are you sure? Is Director Chapman really preparing to cast Fiona as the female lead? Isn’t this movie still auditioning for roles?"
Chloe Alden saw everyone’s gaze on her; she was finally one of the focal points and couldn’t help but proudly lift her chin.
"Almost certainty! Don’t forget, my uncle is Station Director Alden at ASC Television—would these words be false?"
The literary girl swallowed, repeatedly glanced at Fiona Vaughn, still unable to believe Director Chapman has such poor taste now.
—Of course, she dared not voice this, as it would be too offensive.
The oblivious crowd, prompted by Chloe Alden’s hint, began flattering Fiona Vaughn.
"Fiona, you’re incredible! None of the new generation of four flowers is regarded by Director Chapman—you’re bound to find success!"
"Fiona is beautiful and talented, no wonder Director Chapman favors her so much—I’ll definitely support it when the time comes!"
"Supporting is nothing; Fiona is truly the class’s greatest goddess. I’ll directly book an entire cinema!"
Fiona Vaughn laughed elegantly and with grace, displaying the demeanor of a socialite, giving everyone a gentle smile.
"You’re all going to spoil me, oh dear—just your heartfelt consideration is enough."
...
Just as everyone was praising Fiona Vaughn, suddenly someone pointed towards the entrance.
"Huh, is someone late? I just saw a Volkswagen drive by—it’s been three years, does someone in our class still fare so poorly?!"
Class 1-A was originally full of wealthy family heirs; anyone arriving by car today, even if not in a sports car, was at least in a BMW or Mercedes, with the lowest being Audi.
Who would foolishly drive a Volkswagen?
Through the revolving glass door, Chloe Alden couldn’t see the car model clearly, but the Volkswagen logo was apparent enough, so she disdainfully sneered,
"Poor folks always arrive late; lacking confidence huh! I say, coming here while doing so poorly is even more embarrassing than not coming at all."
Just as her words fell, a graceful figure slowly stepped out of the Volkswagen sedan.
Everyone stared blankly!
