Someone in the crowd took a deep breath.
Arielle's eyes went as wide as saucers.
She had always thought that she was beautiful, and she had seen many people who were more beautiful than her, but this one in front of her...
He didn't look like a living person at all.
After the surprise, jealousy filled Arielle's heart. She glared coldly at Samantha, wanting to bypass her and walk to the sofa behind her. However, she did not know if it was on purpose or she was too angry. The armrest of the sofa tripped over her and most of the bubbles in her hand spilled out. Samantha quickly moved to the side, but her clothes still adhered to being stained.
Arielle's group of sisters hurried to hold her up and asked warmly, "Arielle, are you all right?"
"Did Arielle hurt anywhere?"
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