Chapter 186

The National Piano Competition award ceremony was going down at the Paramount theater.

Serena, the tycoon’s daughter, had been a whiz in all sorts of arts since she was a kid. And Yolanda,

knowing full well she can’t compete with her in terms of family wealth, got up early to dress to the

nines, hoping to outshine Serena with her looks.

To back his daughter, Attlee even sold the family car and snagged a Maybach limited edition that set

hím back a cool 600 grand.

On the day of the award ceremony, Attlee had his chauffeur dressed up in a posh sult and gloves,

opening the door for Yolanda.

Yolanda stepped out of the car gracefully, donned in a gauze dress and a pleasant smile, waving at the

press.

“Who’s that? Looks pretty swagger.”

“She’s decked out in QY from head to toe. That getup must’ve cost at least 300 grand, right?”

“She’s even riding in that limited edition Maybach; she must come from a loaded family.”

“That’s Yolanda, the daughter of Attlee, the richest guy in Tranquil City and this year’s runner–up.”

“Oh, that’s her? She’s not bad–looking, except her face is a bit puffy.”

Yolanda stiffened a bit hearing this. Her face was still swollen–from getting punched by Kelly a few

days ago, but she tried her best to put on a brave face. Attlee also got out of the car, bending slightly to

help Olga out.

Olga had on a priceless diamond necklace, looking absolutely stunning.

The press scrambled to get their shots. Their getups alone were enough to get tongues wagging!

Netizens also started buzzing about this.

Meanwhile, Arabella was in her swanky car, dealing with some private stuff on her phone. Her identity

was still under wraps, as being seen with Kenneth and Louisa would draw the press’s attention. Once

her real identity was blown, her life was going be a whole lot different.

Living life under a microscope wasn’t exactly a walk in the park for someone like her.

Take her enemies in the triangular zone, for instance. Once they found out she’s the tycoon’s daughter

and lived in Summerfield, they’ll be a constant pain in the neck.

She didn’t really give a toss, but she didn’t want her family caught in the crossfire.