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Too late for a second chance (Lila and Dorian)

Chapter 131
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Chapter 131

The media directed their cameras at the three on the red carpet, and like the viewers watching the live stream,

they were also amazed by their looks.

"Are the two next to her from the entertainment industry?"

"Are these two newcomers from Nexus Entertainment? Are they really this good- looking?"

"Sendthe information for the woman next to them. | want to follow her!"

"The guy next to her is Teddy Anderson! He's the one Jamie pushed down the stairs!"

"He's a handsyoung man. | love him!"

Lila and her companions gave a slight nod to the cameras. Their expressions were calm and composed, their

movements graceful and elegant. They resembled heirs from a prestigious family-elegant and mysterious.

Teddy, who was a bit nervous earlier, began to calm down.

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Lila walked forward in her high heels, and the other two followed half a step behind her, their presence

commanding attention. She saw a man leaving the next car as they neared the entrance, and her gaze lingered

for a moment.

Dorian noticed her gaze and looked up. When he saw the somewhat familiar figure, his fingers, hanging by his

side, twitched slightly.

He quickly dismissed the thought, laughing at himself. He had gone through a lot to get an invitation to this

charity gala—how could Lila possibly get in?

The media turned their cameras on him, and his usual cold face showed a hint of

a smile. He waved at the camera, and his fans cheered wildly below.

The live stream comments flooded in.

"Mr. Blake, you're so handsome. | love you!"

"| really think Dorian and Lila look perfect together! | can't even imagine how good-looking their children would

be!"

"Are you crazy? Is this Lila's hired trolls? Don't drag Mr. Blake into this!"

"Mr. Blake stands alone! To those self-righteous people-don't cnear him!" Since Lila had rejected Dorian's

offer of reconciliation, his fans harbored deep resentment toward her.

Their invitation was special. As soon as they showed it, someone led them straight to the center of the event.

"The gala hasn't started yet, so you three can rest here now." The attendant politely led them to a less crowded

lounge area, where drinks and snacks were laid out.

Jamie brought Lila a glass of juice, and Teddy wandered around, inspecting everything. He eventually picked out

a few snacks and obediently sat beside Lila. "This is my first tbeing in such a fancy place."

Curious about his background for the first time, Jamie asked, "What does your family do?"

He took a bite of food, and his eyes lit up like a dog savoring a delicious treat. If he had a tail, it would surely be

wagging. "My family is from the nearby town. My parents are farmers, and when | was little, | mostly dealt with

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grains."

He took another bite of food, and although he seemed envious of the extravagant life around him, he didn't feel

a shred of inferiority about his past.

On the contrary, he spoke with pride. "I used to go to the fields with my parents to plant corn and wheat.

Sometimes, we planted soybeans, and others, sweet potatoes.

"My favorite part was digging holes with the kids in the village to roast sweet potatoes when harvest season

came." His eyes sparkled as he talked about these memories, completely forgetting the delicious treats in his

hands.

"You don't know, Jamie, the sweet potatoes my parents grow are way sweeter than the ones sold on the street."

Jamie was a bit surprised. "Really? Is there strick to planting them?"

"Not really." He waved his hand. "It's probably just the variety."

She looked on with admiration. "I had no idea! If | get the chance, I'll definitely try your family's sweet potatoes."

Lila sat nearby, smiling as she listened to their conversation, though her gaze drifted to the people who had

already entered. When Vince handed her the invitation that day, it felt like he was handing her a piece of paper.