The girl on stage had defined, exquisite features and flawless looks on that most perfectly oval-shaped face to go with her almost nine-head tall frame. Her package practically reduced Shandie beside her to a figurative ugly-duckling.
Never mind the ugly-duckling, even ordinary swans would be put to shame before the real swan-princess. Most significantly was the fact that she wore no make-up. There was no telling how breathtaking she would be if she had put some color on, as a girl like her could overshadow even the female stars in the beauty-laden entertainment industry.
No one dislikes beautiful women. Not even the girls present at the ceremony whose eyes glistened in awe. By just standing there, Arielle was that brightest light who condemned Shandie to a mere wallflower, drawing away all the attention that ought to have belonged to the latter without exception.
Vinson’s eyes, too, were riveted as well, as if everyone else had become non-existent to him.
The manner in which Shandie’s eyes reddened in jealousy did not elude Arielle.
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