In the hall.
Evan Hughes took the microphone, stood on the platform and said, "Today is my little girl Coralie’s birthday. Thank you all for attending my daughter’s birthday banquet despite your busy schedules. As a father, I don’t have many wishes in this lifeti, just hope Coralie stays healthy and happy for life. Coralie, happy birthday!"
Coralie Hughes walked onto the stage and gave Evan Hughes a hug with a smile.
"Thank you, Dad! And thank you all for coming to my birthday banquet."
As her voice fell, applause thundered below.
Just then, Evan Hughes’ gaze suddenly froze, his finger pointed in horror towards the door: "This..."
All the guests didn’t know why Evan Hughes’ face changed drastically, and instinctively looked in the direction of Evan Hughes’ finger—
At the door, Clarissa Stanton stood there looking bewildered.
She had been stopped at the entrance by bodyguards for a while, feeling anxious and hurrying her steps.
As soon as she entered, she saw Evan Hughes standing on the stage with a terrified and angry expression pointing at her.
Not only Evan Hughes, but everyone else turned their heads to see her, their expressions also froze, as if they had seen sothing unbelievable.
At first, Clarissa Stanton didn’t understand, until she heard the sound of the microphone in Evan Hughes’ hand hitting the ground, she suddenly rembered—Evan Hughes has a taboo against black!
And she happened to be dressed entirely in black.
In an instant, all the color drained from Clarissa Stanton’s face, her mind went blank.
How, how is Evan Hughes in the country?
Then they started pointing and whispering.
"Mr. Hughes is present today, yet she cos dressed all in black. Isn’t she trying to crash the party?"
"Which family’s daughter is this? It’s simply too malicious! Doesn’t she know The Ancient Clan has a taboo against black, only allowing black at funerals?"
"This isn’t just crashing the party, it’s a curse of death!"
Since Clarissa Stanton often played with Coralie Hughes, so of the socialites recognized her.
"Isn’t that Clarissa Stanton? Is she insane? Coming here dressed all in black?"
"Isn’t she supposed to be close with Coralie? What does coming in all black an? Truly a plastic friendship, I’ve really seen it all now!"
"Crazy, crazy! Clarissa Stanton has gone mad! I heard she was sent to a temple by her father for misbehaving, and now it seems like she’s gone mad there!"
Clarissa Stanton was completely petrified, unable to speak.
She never imagined that what she thought would be a stunning entrance would lead to everyone’s condemnation and rebuke.
For a mont, she forgot how to react and just stood there dumbfounded.
Evan Hughes stood on the stage for a long ti without saying a word, his eyes staring straight at Clarissa Stanton, deeply agitated by her all-black attire.
He thought of his recent business troubles, then about Coralie being rejected in a marriage proposal, and suddenly he was out of breath, his eyes rolled back, and he fell straight backwards.
"Dad!" Coralie was startled and rushed to support him.
A crowd sward onto the stage, so pinched his philtrum, others called for an ambulance, the scene was a total ss for a while.
Everyone was panicked.
But only Coralie seed panicked on the outside while secretly pleased inside.
She didn’t expect her dad to faint directly from anger; the effect was even better than her earlier expectation of him erupting in anger!
—Coralie had deliberately avoided looking toward Clarissa just now to stop herself from laughing at Sumr Monroe’s bewildered expression.
So she assud the person who ca was Sumr.
But Evan Hughes wasn’t waking even after having his philtrum pinched for a long ti, and Coralie finally started to really feel worried.
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