Chapter 417

They looked in the direction of the voice and saw the crowd parting as though before a tide. A cold beauty in a white dress was striding toward them. She was tall and slender, with an air of invincibility. She looked around the crowd, and her gaze made many girls back away, defeated by her perfection. When her beautiful eyes swept across them, the cold arrogance in them made countless attendees lower their heads, as though they stood before the queen of a snowy kingdom. “Who is she?” Someone in the crowd sneered. One of his friends had recognized the woman, and he hastily clapped his hand over his companion’s mouth, his face pale. “Are you mad? That’s Miss Chloe Somerset! Don’t you recognize her?” “Miss Chloe?” The first man who spoke froze. He then suddenly remembered something, all the blood draining from his face as he hurriedly held his tongue. The woman was none other than Chloe Somerset. “Miss Chloe?” Mr. Moseby’s expression changed the second he saw Chloe. He suddenly