Babel Novel
Chapter 34
Chapter 34
Violette walked into the living room, and Lacey immediately ushered her to sit on the couch.
"Violette, the sir has prepared a gift for you."
Lacey opened the white gift box on the table, revealing a beautiful white gown.
"Are you sure this is for me?" Violette looked surprised as she eyed the dress.
"Yes. There is probably some event tonight that he wants to take you to. And there are shoes too!"
Lacey picked up another box which revealed a pair of stunning high heels.
Violette picked up a shoe, looking at the heel with a hint of nervousness.
"Where is he taking me? I barely know anyone in his social circle, isn't he afraid I'll embarrass myself?"
"Well, if he decided to take you, he must have thought it through. Violette, let the past be the past. You
should focus on your future with him," Lacey advised.
Violette looked up at Lacey, "Do you really think he's let go of the past? I'm not even sure what he's up
to with this outing tonight!"
Lacey asked, "Violette, was the child you were carrying really Kaleb's? You don't seem like the type to
mess around."
Violette looked down, "Let the past be the past."
She then pulled out the dress from the box.
"I'll go try it on."
"Sure."
At dusk.
Oakwood Manor.
Violette made her appearance in the banquet hall dressed in the white gown.
Under the grand crystal chandelier, she looked like a fairy who had mistakenly wandered into the
mortal world.
All eyes were on her.
"Who is she? She's gorgeous, why haven't I seen her before?"
"I think she's Violette from the Dennis family. The one from the nearly bankrupt Dennis Group!"
"Oh, now that you mention it, I remember! What is she doing here? Who invited her? That dress she's
wearing looks like the latest design, can she afford that?"
They all stared at Violette, discussing fervently.
Violette scanned the hall but didn't see Elijah anywhere.
The high heels were making her feet ache.
So, she found a chair and sat down.
Once she did, someone came over to chat.
"Ms. Dennis, that dress you're wearing is haute couture, isn't it?"
Violette looked down at her dress. She thought it’s just a normal dress!
"What do you want?" Violette shot back.
"Your family's going under, you can't afford haute couture, can you? I'm just saying, wearing fakes is
pretty embarrassing."
Violette replied, "Even if it is, how is that your business?"
Two women nearby started laughing at her response.
Wearing a fake with such confidence, that was a first!
"Violette, do you have an invitation? I bet you don't. How did you sneak in?"
Violette gave them a cool glance, "I got in on my own merits." Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.
Soon, everyone's attention shifted to her shoes.
The high heels she was wearing were a rare design
, and they looked a lot like Hermès limited edition.
"Violette, did someone sponsor you?"
True rich folks can spot the real deal from fakes in a heartbeat.
Violette's dress and shoes were obviously genuine.
Her outfit was worth more than two million.
"Yes! How else would I crash a party full of rich people like this?" Violette joked about herself.
The way people looked at her shifted instantly.
"Who's your patron then? They must be really generous and wealthy!"