Just at that moment, sharp-eyed reporters noticed Abigail.
She followed behind the crowd, with a beautiful face that was fair and clear, her features were exquisite and outstanding. The combination of her obedience and aloofness was indescribably graceful and stunning.
He couldn't help but aim the camera at her and snap a few pictures secretly.
Gina sat in the sixth row of the audience, sneakily glanced at her phone. It was 9:30 in the morning, Maximo still hadn't arrived, nor had he sent her a message.
It was Elliott who, upon seeing his familiar old friend, approached with a smile and shook hands. "Bronson, what are you doing here?"
"Elliott, your daughter came in second place, congratulations..." Bronson laughed heartily, shaking Elliott's hand, "My daughter only came in fifth plac
