Lillian's perspective:
Chloe was indeed smart. She was a natural Machiavellian when it came to creating difficulties for people.
"My dear sister, come here," she even waved at me with a sweet smile.
Everyone's gazes followed her and fell on me. Then, they began to look for the man who was supposed to be by my side.
Seeing everyone's curious gazes, I naturally understood what they were expecting to see. My face gradually began to turn red and hot. I couldn't just do nothing in the face of their scrutinizing eyes, but what was I supposed to do? How should I resolve the crisis?
More and more heated discussions gradually echoed in my ears, saying, "Where's Ismail? Which one is him?"
"I don't know. I have never seen him either."
"Rumor has it that he is very ugly, but there isn't an ugly
