CHAPTER 5: CHAPTER 5: SHE STUNS THE ENTIRE AUDIENCE!

Summer Monroe lowered her eyelashes, concealing all the emotions in her eyes, and lifted her skirt with both hands as she steadily stepped down the first stair.

What everyone first saw was a jade-like foot donned in JIMMY

CHOO high heels.

The cute, petite toes exposed, the slender ankles that seemed too delicate to grip, and the skin that, under the light, seemed to emit a gentle jade-like luster.

Just one foot alone stirred endless imagination.

Clarissa Stanton was also shocked to discover that someone could have such a beautiful foot, worthy of being a foot model.

Instinctively, she watched the guests’ reaction, with several male guests almost drooling.

Then she glanced at Damian Knight, his dark eyes also fixed on that foot.

An indescribable fear entwined Clarissa Stanton’s heart.

But in just a moment, Clarissa Stanton resumed a look as if waiting to watch a good show.

It’s just a foot, once Summer Monroe comes all the way down, they won’t be drooling but vomiting!

As her thoughts shifted, she realized Summer Monroe was already quickening her pace down the stairs.

Go ahead!

Walk a little faster!

In such high heels, she had to tread carefully; it’s a wonder if Summer Monroe didn’t fall!

Ideally, she’d take a big spill right away, rolling down the stairs beautifully!

However, to Clarissa Stanton’s surprise, not only did Summer Monroe not stumble, but she walked swiftly and steadily.

Those tall and thin heels held firm with each step, as if nailed to the ground, making falling impossible.

Clarissa Stanton was both disappointed and shocked; how could Summer Monroe walk in high heels so stably?

What Clarissa Stanton didn’t know was that Summer Monroe once wore a mask on an international runway to help out a supermodel friend. She’d worn fifteen-centimeter stilettos before. A mere ten-centimeter heel was nothing at all.

She suddenly recalled seeing on TV local temple events where people wore ridiculous masks and walked on wooden stilts.

Perhaps Summer Monroe had walked those ridiculous stilts before?

By now, she could already see Summer Monroe’s waist, so slender it seemed a single hand could snap it.

When Summer Monroe got off the helicopter, her clothes were dirty and huge, completely hiding her figure. Who knew she was this skinny?

Skinny enough to make her jealous!

But what good is being skinny?

With a rustic, ugly face, men probably only accept it with the lights off.

Clarissa Stanton’s initial jealousy quickly faded, her mind only urging Summer Monroe to walk faster! Even faster!

As she wished, Summer Monroe seemed to quicken her pace again.

Clarissa Stanton could only see the long, slender arms with smooth lines flanking the waist.

Soon after, she saw the beautiful collarbones, the elegant, slender swan neck...

The further she went, the tighter Clarissa Stanton’s fists clenched unconsciously.

She was anxious, though she didn’t even know why she was anxious.

Finally, Clarissa Stanton saw Summer Monroe’s face.

That face, palm-sized, every feature impeccable on its own, and together they formed a face of unparalleled beauty that she had never seen in her life.

Especially those eyes, seemingly radiating a gentle light like a dim moon, as if they weren’t eyes but two priceless jewels.

"As beautiful as a sunken fish, as mesmerizing as a closed flower, national beauty," almost every phrase she knew to describe a beauty popped in her mind.

Yet these expressions were clearly insufficient to describe Summer Monroe.

Is this... Summer Monroe?

Is this really Summer Monroe?!

Did she actually grow such a beautiful face?!

Clarissa Stanton’s face instantly turned pale, then from pale, it darkened, then transformed into an angry, flushed red.

Summer Monroe turned out so beautiful, and yet she went and picked an expensive, perfectly fitting dress unsurprisingly suitable for Summer Monroe???

For a moment, shock, annoyance, regret, jealousy, and anger mingled, nearly causing Clarissa Stanton to explode.

She was furious!

Out of her mind!!!

Clarissa Stanton’s face had turned the color of pig liver.

She didn’t even want to look at Summer Monroe’s face anymore, as it only made her feel inferior!

Clarissa Stanton turned to look at the audience’s reaction and saw that everyone seemed to be struck dumb, their eyes blank, following Summer Monroe’s movements, clearly entranced.

As for Damian Knight, even on his usually expressionless handsome face, a flicker of emotion Clarissa Stanton couldn’t comprehend appeared.

Was that... awe?

Even someone like Damian Knight was awestruck?

Stella Monroe was also stunned; she had always known that her short-lived sister possessed an unparalleled divine beauty.

But she never expected that Luna Monroe’s daughter, growing up in the countryside, not only didn’t turn out ugly but surpassed Luna Monroe herself in beauty.

If this continued... Summer Monroe could outshine her daughter with just her face!

Stella Monroe immediately sought out Henry Stanton’s expression.

Henry Stanton’s eyes were also vacant, but as Summer’s father, he didn’t show the covetous look of the male guests present.

However, in his eyes glinted a flash of light.

Based on her understanding of Henry Stanton, Henry Stanton must now feel as if he had found a treasure.

Suddenly acquiring a daughter with such extraordinary beauty, Henry Stanton must be ecstatic!

This wouldn’t do!

She couldn’t let Summer Monroe steal away the affection that belonged to herself and her daughter!

She underestimated Summer Monroe; she couldn’t let Summer Monroe stay!

As Summer Monroe descended the stairs, she looked at her "good sister’s" expression.

Clarissa Stanton’s face twisted to the extreme, clearly, Summer Monroe’s appearance exceeded all her expectations.

Summer Monroe believed, if not for the crowded room, Clarissa Stanton might have rushed over to scratch her face.

Girl’s envy can be scarier than an atomic bomb sometimes.

Summer Monroe pretended not to understand the expression on Clarissa Stanton’s face, walked over, and with a cheerful smile said, "Sister, happy birthday. But, what’s wrong? You don’t look well; are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Summer Monroe had a voice as melodious as a silver bell, her speech akin to a gentle water stream passing through bells, crisp and wonderful, but in Clarissa Stanton’s ears, it was as grating as a saw.

Clarissa Stanton tried hard to maintain a normal expression, forcing out a dry smile, "No, I’m fine..."

"I’m glad you’re okay. By the way, this dress you lent me looks great, it fits perfectly."

She deliberately emphasized the words "fits perfectly."

Clarissa Stanton’s anger point was hit; for a moment, her whole body’s blood seemed to flow backward, then rush to her crown.

She did it on purpose!

Summer Monroe definitely did it on purpose!

"You..."

As soon as Clarissa Stanton spoke, her blood oxygen was a bit lacking, her eyes rolled, and she fainted from rage.

"Oh... Sister!"

Even Summer Monroe didn’t expect Clarissa Stanton to faint directly; she instinctively stepped forward to support her, but her movements were a step too slow.

All she heard was a "bang" as Clarissa Stanton heavily fell to the ground.