Reborn as the Sweetheart of a Paranoid Boss-Chapter 519: Entering the Banquet

The ivory suit was worn impeccably, with a burgundy tie neatly arranged.

Especially given his fair complexion, with the dark locks falling slightly over his brow, highlighting the depth in his bright blue eyes.

She smiled slightly.

A hint of happiness gracing her lips.

Later, when Sterling Norwood arrived, the makeup artists and hairstylists quickened their pace.

A few minutes later, everything was complete.

Once finished, they, along with Hope Norwood, left the room.

Leaving the space to the two of them.

Selena Kensington stood up and twirled once in front of Sterling Norwood.

"How do I look?"

Selena’s hair was styled up, but some strands were left loose, adding an artistic touch of disorderly beauty.

The subtle and elegant color of her evening gown further accentuated Selena’s features, making her look stunningly radiant.

"Beautiful."

"Even more beautiful with this."

After Sterling spoke, he handed Selena a jewelry box he had been holding.

Recognizing the familiar box, Selena was a bit surprised, "Is this... the Gift of the Goddess?"

Sterling had actually brought it...

Sterling nodded slightly and opened the jewelry box.

Selena saw the emerald ’Gift of the Goddess’ lying quietly inside.

She took it out and put it around her neck.

This emerald teardrop pendant, when worn, didn’t seem heavy at all.

The vibrant green color matched perfectly with Selena’s ivory evening gown.

"Thank goodness it’s not heavy, since there’ll be dancing later..."

Selena murmured.

For this year’s banquet, Selena, following Herman Norwood’s suggestion, included a dance in the event.

It was nothing more than giving the young bachelors and debutantes of high society an opportunity.

Could it be considered a high-end matchmaking method?

"Alright, it’s about time. Let’s head down."

"Sure."

Then, Sterling and Selena descended the stairs together.

*

At this time, inside the ballroom where the Norwood family’s banquet was held.

The elite of high society had all arrived.

They gathered in circles, conversing with each other.

"I heard this banquet was organized single-handedly by the Lady."

"It seems the Lady has started to take charge of internal matters within the Norwood family."

"Isn’t that obvious..."

A group of debutantes began to discuss last year’s events amongst themselves.

"Do you guys think the Blanchett family would dare bring Catherine Blanchett this time?"

"The Blanchett family would have to be courting disaster to bring Catherine Blanchett!"

"Catherine hasn’t shown up for a long time, but her sister Rosalind often accompanies the Blanchett family head to social events."

After the debutante spoke, she glanced meaningfully at Rosalind Blanchett, who was conversing with the elite youths not far away with the Blanchett patriarch.

"Shh, I heard the Blanchett family is abandoning Catherine and focusing on grooming Rosalind!"

"Tsk tsk, Catherine probably never expected to end up like this..."

"Who told her she was so shortsighted, daring to offend the Norwood family Lady!"

Last year, Catherine had openly questioned at the Norwood family banquet what qualification Selena had to become the Lady of the Norwood family.

And Sterling’s response, ’I am her qualification,’ was a resounding slap in the face for Catherine, making Selena the object of envy and jealousy among these debutantes.

Such a perfect and devoted man, who wouldn’t love him?

Anyway, since they didn’t have a chance, these debutantes weren’t as obsessed as Catherine was, watching the events unfold with a bystander’s interest.

In a corner not far from the debutantes’ gathering spot.

Vivian Sutton and Iris Sinclair each held a plate of snacks and melon seeds, listening intently to the debutantes’ chatter.

"Cousin, wasn’t I right? You can always catch some juicy news behind those debutantes!"

Iris Sinclair smugly told Vivian Sutton.

This was her wisdom gained from attending various banquets accompanying Mrs. Sinclair over the years.

As long as you stay close to those debutantes, you’re guaranteed to hear some juicy bits of gossip.

Gossiping is in human nature.

Vivian Sutton never expected Iris Sinclair to know so much.

While happily snacking on melons, she nodded, "Yes, really thrilling stuff."

Who could’ve thought, those debutantes who seem so poised and gentle on the surface, turn out to be such gossips at times like this.

Vivian had just arrived, and since the Luther family patriarch wanted Clement Luther to meet people, Vivian had come to find Iris.

The two of them grabbed desserts from the sweet table and sat on a sofa in the corner, comfortably listening to the debutantes’ gossip.

The debutantes thought they had lowered their voices, but actually, it wasn’t quiet at all.

At the very least, from Vivian and Iris’s position, they could clearly hear what was being said.

While they were enjoying themselves eavesdropping, Ivy Norwood and Phoebe Osborne approached.

"What are you doing here?"

Phoebe Osborne asked curiously.

Seeing familiar faces, Iris quickly invited them to sit, "Come, come, have a seat, eat some melon."

"?"

Phoebe Osborne and Ivy Norwood sat down, puzzled.

Then Iris showed them what ’melon eating’ was all about.

"..."

Ivy Norwood wore an expression hard to describe, while Phoebe enthusiastically joined the gossip squad.

"I heard this year’s banquet has a dance session. I wonder if any of the young gentlemen will invite me then..."

"I hope I meet my destined one, even if it’s a low-key version of the Patriarch Norwood, I’d be happy!"

"Dream on, someone like the Patriarch Norwood is one of a kind!"

"Look, they seem to have arrived!"

The debutantes at the front continued their conversation.

And as the last voice fell, not just the debutantes’ gossiping halted, but the surrounding discussions also quieted down.

Seeing the surrounding people had stopped chatting, the four sitting on the sofa exchanged glances.

They all stood up and looked towards the ballroom entrance.

At that moment, the doors to the ballroom were opened.

Sterling Norwood and Selena Kensington, along with many members of the Norwood family, entered with a fanfare of admiration.

The matching ivory outfits worn by both.

Sterling’s gaze was lazy and carefree, yet he exuded an aura so powerful that it dared not be underestimated.

With a cursory glance over the ballroom crowd, he could make people’s hearts skip a beat.

His cold and indifferent expression, as if a divine presence looking down indifferently upon mere mortals.

Beside him, Selena wore a perfectly curved smile.

Her gaze remained calm and unruffled, even under the watchful eyes of those in the ballroom.

Though standing by Sterling’s side, she wasn’t overshadowed by his powerful aura.

On the contrary, she maintained a composed, elegant demeanor in her expressions and movements.

Every gesture full of natural grace, as if nobility was part of her very being.

The two of them together, a perfect match.