The edges of Dylan’s lips curled up. “Yeah, I can’t catch a break at all.” Then, he added, “It’s really annoying that
there are so many people from the media present today.”
Surprised, Sophia had the idea that he wanted to mention something to her with that last statement, so she pursed
her lips. “Yeah,” she mumbled, unsure of what else to say.
Meanwhile, Logan didn’t return and neither did he give her a call. So, she continued to stay in the lounge with Dylan
because the both of them preferred not to be involved with the excitement outside and they felt more comfortable
to be here.
They were actually not especially close with each other, and it was only after her divorce with John that they chat
more often. But Dylan gave people a good vibe, and she didn’t feel awkward being around him. Hence, they sat
there until they heard noises from the banquet hall. After glancing at the time, he said, “There’s probably a
program going on. Let’s take a look.”
Thinking that it was time for the lucky draw, Sophia stood up and followed him. “Sure.”
Everything at the dining area had ended and everyone was now at the banquet hall, which had a small stage and
several priests were on it.
Supported by another person, Kate Blackwell walked onto the stage looking very energetic and cheerful. Also, a
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtlarge wooden chest stood next to her. When Sophia went to the banquet hall, she immediately saw that Old Mrs.
Constance, Belinda, was beaming next to Kate. They seemed really close as they held each other’s hand. Standing
at the back of the crowd, she turned to Dylan and asked, “Are Mrs. Blackwell and Mrs. Constance good friends?”
“Yes.” Dylan nodded. “It’s said that they have been friends since young. Although they are a few years apart in age,
it didn’t bother their friendship at all.”
Sophia smiled. Then, someone suddenly came over. “Where were you before this?” John asked. Startled, she
twisted her head to his direction, and the smile on her face disappeared the next second. Ignoring him completely,
she turned her attention back on the stage.
On the stage, Kate stated that they had invited the priests as well as a renowned oracle over, and divination lots
were in the chest. In just a couple of minutes, they would be carrying out the lucky draw, and the first prize winner
could get a divination lot here, where the oracle would decipher the meaning behind it.
Even though Sophia didn’t recognize the name of the oracle, she could guess that he seemed to be someone
famous from the surprised gasps around her when Kate mentioned his name. The lucky draw itself wasn’t so
complicated as the invitation cards were numbered and anyone with the drawn number on their card would be the
winner. Since Sophia had the invitation given to her by Logan, she flipped it to the back and saw that it was indeed
numbered. Moving closer to Dylan, she asked, “May I see your number?”
Dylan took out his invitation and showed it to her while John gave them the stink eye next to Sophia. Isabelle had
come over as well. “John, let me see what’s your number.” Without even giving a single glance to his invitation, he
handed it to her.
The Blackwells already had the numbers written on small pieces of paper, and those papers were placed in a giant,
transparent ball as lots. With Belinda holding her, Kate went to the ball and picked out three pieces from a small
gap.
On the other side of the stage, they had displayed the prizes; the third prize was a painting with calligraphy, while
the second was a glass vase and the first prize was a set of jewelry. After taking a look at the prizes, Sophia could
neither understand nor appreciate any of it. Even the jewelry, which was made of emerald and not diamonds, didn’t
look exactly pretty in her eyes.
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