Chapter 1,290
Monica stood in the crowd.
Surrounded by a group of elites from the upper class of the British Empire, they were like stars over the moon.
Monica herself is a member of the Vlad family. As the daughter of Marquis Vlad, she has a beautiful appearance, a proud figure and skin, and was originally a pearl in the upper class.
And now Vlad's castle caught fire, wiping out almost everyone in the Vlad family.
Monica is the only heir left.
The Flood family is one of the oldest families in the UK and controls at least tens of billions of euros in assets.
There is no doubt that Monica will become the heir to these assets, and she will rise from an aristocratic lady to one of the few top richest people in the UK.
Moreover, according to her hereditary status, she will inherit the title of Margrave Vlad.
Such a woman with unparalleled appearance, noble status, and huge assets is simply impeccable.
You must know that not everyone in the top circles is prosperous.
Many established aristocrats either have status but lack money, and many rich people have money but lack status. If you can marry a marquise like Monica who is worth billions, you will undoubtedly reach the sky in one step.
So the young people of the right age from the upper class swarmed in like flies that smelled of meat.
Let Monica suddenly become one of the focuses of this top dinner party.
Her Majesty the Queen has not come out yet.
It makes Monica even more popular.
Many people take the initiative to invite Monica to dance on the dance floor. This is also the most commonly used means of communication in the upper class. If you can invite the girl you like, after going back and forth, the relationship will easily heat up.
But Monica stood there.
Wearing a black evening dress, she held her hands hanging in front of her body, exuding a cold aura, like a night lotus, turning a blind eye to many invitations.
If it were in the past.
Invited by many of the top nobles and celebrities in the British Empire.
Monica will definitely be moved too.
After all, none of the people who can attend this banquet are ordinary people. They are all dragons among people, at least the son of an earl, either worth tens of billions or more, or a rising star in the political arena.
However, ever since I saw Long Xiaoshan’s god-like grace.
That hand suppresses the invincible power of the dark world.
Looking at these self-proclaimed noble and outstanding young people in front of her, Monica suddenly felt that they were very lackluster. Even if you are worth hundreds of millions, or even the son of a prince, or a political elite, after all, you are just ordinary people.
An existence that will turn into ashes in less than a hundred years.
How can you compare with God.
Monica simply walked to the corner to avoid being disturbed by more and more people.
"Prince George and Princess Angel are here." There was a sudden commotion in the crowd and everyone moved aside.
A man in a white dress, as handsome as an ancient Greek sculpture, came out, causing the noble lady to scream. This was George, the eldest son of the third generation of the British royal family.
The blond curly hair, sky-blue eyes, and perfect golden proportions of the figure are completely like something out of a fairy tale, making the girls dazzled and their hearts beating fast.
Next to him was an angel-like girl, also wearing a white dress.
On his head is a silver laurel wreath.
Her skin is as white as milk and can be broken by a blow. Her facial features are exquisite and picturesque, and her eyes actually have a hint of gold. Her whole person gives people a sense of holiness that cannot be blasphemed.
The two men walked hand in hand.
In an instant, he became the center of attention.
This pair of princes and princesses is also the pride of the British royal family. Because of their outstanding appearance and temperament, they have almost become the spokespersons of the royal family. They are almost always present on major occasions in the UK.
Prince George waved around gracefully, while Angel was a little quiet and shy.
The two men passed through the crowd.
Suddenly, a large number of nobles and celebrities rushed up and started talking with the two people.
Prince George responded in style.
This kind of situation is already a piece of cake for him. After dealing with everyone with ease, he will retreat after talking to others out of etiquette. After all, no one in this kind of situation will not pay attention to propriety.
However, the eyes of many aristocratic ladies still fell on Prince George with passion and affection.
Being able to win the favor of this prince is probably the dream of almost every girl in the world. Even if she has no chance to marry into the royal family, as long as she can be favored by the prince at the dinner party and invited to dance with him, her net worth will skyrocket. Log in now Headlines in The Times.
And it's time for the dance to begin.
Everyone hopes to see which lucky lady the prince invites to his first ball.
Prince George's eyes slid gently and landed on a tall figure in black clothes in the corner, like a lotus blooming alone in the corner.
The corners of the prince's mouth curled up in a subtle arc.
He walked towards that corner.
People followed their gaze and soon saw the prince walking in front of Monica, bending slightly and stretching out his hand.
All the ladies and young ladies present had looks of disappointment and jealousy on their faces.
Many of the nobles and celebrities who had just gathered around Monica also looked disappointed. Faced with Prince George's sun-like light, they could only leave sadly.
Everyone's eyes were staring straight at this.
Being invited to the prince's first dance is definitely Cinderella-like luck.
Even if Monica inherited tens of billions of assets from the Vlad family, marrying the oldest and most powerful royal family on the planet would still be a tall order.
Monica saw Prince George's outstretched hand.
There was a moment of surprise and hesitation.
She didn’t expect that she would be chosen by Prince George while standing in the corner.
no doubt.
Regardless of his status and status, the prince in front of him is one of the best on the planet, and even his appearance is impeccable.
Change it to half a month ago.
If she could get this invitation, I'm afraid she would be extremely excited.
But now, facing the prince's invitation, her first thought was not surprise, but hesitation, and that god-like figure flashed in her mind.
Her slightly hesitant expression fell in Prince George's eyes, causing his eyes to shrink slightly.
It was the first time he saw himself actively inviting a girl to dance, but the girl was hesitant.
However, there was no hint of displeasure on his face. He would not have any doubts about his charm. The other party must be too nervous. He smiled warmly, like sunshine shining down on his face. His handsome face made people dare not look directly at it: "Mo Miss Nika, may I have the honor of asking you to dance the first dance?”
Even as a cold vampire, Monica couldn't help but her heart beat a little faster.
This prince is so dazzling.
His demeanor and temperament are impeccable.
She moved her lips. We were now at a royal dinner, and the prince was one of the hosts. It would be extremely impolite to refuse the prince's invitation.
Monica slowly raised her hand, and was about to put it on the prince's hand. From the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a black-haired young man walking slowly over with his hands behind his back.
(End of chapter)