Princess Comeback

Time passed quickly. It was the weekend.

In the early morning, Mrs. Alexis prepared breakfast and medicine for Sarah.

Since she came here to serve Sarah, many of her living habits also were regular.

"Good morning, Maid Alexis!"

Sarah casually put on a large T-shirt and went downstairs. She yawned, picked up the peeled egg, and bit it.

"In the afternoon, I will go to the Celebrity Night. Don't prepare dinner for me."

"OK, then I'll put the medicine you have to take into the medicine box."

Maid Alexis is always meticulous.

Sarah felt warm. Holding the porridge bowl, she smiled at her and said in a pettishly charming manner, "I should have brought you back earlier. I can't do anything without you." "It's for your plan," said Maid Alexis with a smile. "Ashley still doesn't know our relationship."

Speaking of this, Sarah was reminded. She asked, "Maid Alexis when you put medicine in the supplements she takes every day, did anyone find something abnormal?"

Maid Alexis thought carefully for a while, and shook her head, "No, generally everyone went to sleep at that time, and I disguised it as the baking soda as you said." "Soda?" Sarah thought it was quite interesting.

"I've been hearing your news recently. Since the last 30th anniversary dinner, Megan and Ashley came back furious. I wanted to question them. Don't they forget what they did to you?" Maid Alexis's indignation reminded her of her bad past.

Her father was cuckolded and raised other's children for more than ten years. Over the years, his dignity was trampled underfoot.

Now, these were exposed by her. Megan and her daughter have learned to endure to be uneventful for a while.

"It's still useful to keep them. I need to find out the truth about my father's death now."

She frowned and looked uneasy.

The memory card was still in the hands of President Jones, but... will I see him on the Celebrity Night afternoon?

At this time, a message of logistics receipt jumped out.

She glanced across it and continued to eat breakfast.

At the same time, a noble white Benz was heading for Raleigh.

"Mom, the hotel has been arranged. This is the scene map for today's event."

A tablet computer was handed to the lady in an elegant dress. Mrs. Jones removed her sunglasses and handed them to the man beside her.

Jacob wore a black suit, and his handsome face looked so dazzling and noble at any time.

But nobody knew that he had just landed an hour before he got on Mrs. Jones's car to Raleigh.

To be exact, he was forced to get in the car.

"I believe my son has prepared well for me." Mrs. Jones took a look at the tired Jacob and handed him a cup of coffee.

Jacob just needed it and took it over. "Thank you, Mom."

"By the way, I also invited Miss Sarah of the Davis family. Her sister was ill and could not come. I also thought that it happened that your partner was Miss Sarah."

It seemed that Mrs. Jones still suspected the affair between him and Sarah.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Sarah drove on time to Bay Hotel, the venue of the Celebrity Night.

There was a garden in the Bay Hotel. The Gothic style decoration was low-key and simple, but it was full of romantic elegance.

There was a long table that could contain dozens of people under the flower rack of Flaming Trees and Silver Flowers. Several self-service tables were placed against the flower wall near the long table, and various delicate desserts and delicacies were placed on the tables.

At the scene, the Champagne Tower and the symphony orchestra sat under the main stage, the melodious cello sound mixed with bass, making it melodious.

It may be the appeal of Mrs. Jones of the Jones family. Many young ladies of note came to the scene. It was said that Mrs. Jones would hold this event in Raleigh with other intentions.

This grand event was incomparably grand.

Sarah wore a strapless little dress with bright coral color. It was paired with a delicate handbag of the same color. The style of the dress was simple to the knee, showing a pair of straight legs.

When she handed the invitation card and took a photo at the entrance, she immediately attracted the attention of many celebrities.

The biggest natural enemy of women was women, especially beautiful and attractive women.

"Isn't this Sarah, the daughter of the Davis family, who has been in the limelight recently? Why did she come to Mrs. Jones's party?"

"It's because she has cooperation with the Jones family."

"I think that this poor lady came to Madame Jones's party in a suit of iron, which defiled the beautiful scenery."

Taunting remarks drifted into Sarah's ears, and she was elated and unaffected.

She walked to the champagne tower, took a glass of champagne with a color similar to her skirt, walked around at will, and found a corner not far away, where she could enjoy the sea view. On the first floor not far away, there was a pair of eyes staring at her.

"Jacob, do you want to go out with me now?"

Mrs. Jones was dressed in an elegant wine-red cheongsam, and the delicate tailoring showed her beautiful figure.

She stood next to Jacob, looking along his line of sight.

Jacob took back his sight line and said, "No, I'm drinking coffee here. It's good to watch you entertain and socialize. Besides, Joseph hasn't arrived yet. I'm waiting for him here."

She was not surprised by her son's refusal. Mrs. Jones quickly adjusted her mood. "The cheongsam you prepared for me is beautiful, and I like it very much. Thank you, son."

Jacob gently hooked his lips, "I'm happy that you like it."

After Mrs. Jones went out, many ladies immediately took the opportunity to talk with her. Mrs. Jones was soon surrounded.

Madame Miller, the chairman of Raleigh Celebrity Club, could not get along in the celebrity circle because of the collapse of the company. Now there was no chairman of the Raleigh Celebrity Club. Many business ladies want to introduce themselves by taking advantage of their family background to flaunt their position in the rich woman circle.

Sarah looked at them holding the so-called famous bag and skirt to prove that she was rich, which made her feel dull.

Mrs. Jones was surrounded, listening to these young ladies in high gowns and about jewelry and famous designs, but her eyes fell on a person not far away.

She raised her hand. "Excuse my absence."