Chapter 112 Abella is Here
Two days later.
The annual national piano competition award ceremony was going to be held at The Grand Theater.
Early in the morning, many reporters were stationed at the theater entrance, hoping to get a close-up of Lola, the most popular member of the Medici family this year.
Lola was the daughter of a billionaire, born in privilege, and had a beautiful appearance. She was skilled in various arts and was the ultimate winner in countless girls' dreams.
Isla knew that her own family conditions couldn't compare to Lola's, so early in the morning, she got up and dressed up, hoping to outshine her in appearance.
In these two days, Mr. Wilson sold the other cars in the family and bought a limited edition Mercedes-Maybach S680 for a total price of six million, just to show off his wealth.
On this day, he had the family driver dressed in an expensive suit and had him wear white gloves to personally open the car door for Isla.
At the theater entrance, Isla elegantly stepped out of the car, wearing a thin chiffon dress and smiling gracefully. After touching the ground, she waved towards the reporters.
The reporters were all stunned.
"Who is this person? She looks pretty impressive."
"She's wearing QY's dress, QY's jewelry, and QY's high heels... This outfit must be worth at least three million, right?"
It is well known that most of QY's designs are priced between five hundred thousand and eight hundred thousand, and the true masterpieces start at a million.
"She's still sitting in a Maybach S680... Her family must be doing pretty well."
"It seems like she's the second richest in New York this year, Mr. Wilson's daughter, Isla."
"Oh, it's her? She looks pretty, but her face seems a bit swollen."
Isla's expression froze upon hearing this. Her face hadn't fully recovered from being slapped by Clare Fischer a few days ago, and it still looked a bit puffy. However, she maintained her smile and tried to showcase her beautiful side.
Mr. Wilson himself stepped out of the car as well, looking dapper in his suit.
He gentlemanly bent over to help Mrs. Wilson out of the car.
It had been a long time since Mrs. Wilson felt so triumphant. She wore a priceless peacock necklace, with the peacock's tail made up of countless gemstones, taking up most of the space on her collarbone and looking extremely glamorous.
She had also meticulously done her makeup and hair, exuding the arrogance and superiority of a wealthy person from head to toe.
The reporters rushed forward to take their photos. After all, being the one of the richest families in New York, this family's attire was enough to spark discussions!
The online keyboard warriors loved this type of topic!
Meanwhile…
Abella sat in the luxurious RV, casually attending to her personal matters on her phone. After a while, she spoke, "You guys can get off the car first."
Her identity had not been announced yet. If she followed Mr. Medici and Mrs. Medici, it would attract the attention of the reporters.
Once the reporters dug deep into her identity and exposed her as the daughter of the richest person, her future would no longer be peaceful, and it would become inconvenient for her to go out on business.
Living under the constant gaze of the cameras was not a good thing for someone like her with such a high-profile status.
It would be like painting a bullseye on her back. Once they knew she was the richest person's daughter and lived in New York for a long time, they would surely come looking for trouble frequently.
She didn't mind it herself, she just didn't want to involve her family.
"Abella..." Mrs. Medici felt sorry for her, as her identity still hadn't been publicly announced, which was quite unfair to her.
"It's okay." Abella reassured her. It's always good to be low-key and cautious. She understood the principle that the taller the tree, the more it attracts the wind.
Isla was still waving and posing, while Mr. Wilson and Mrs. Wilson held hands, enjoying the spotlight brought by their daughter. However, they hadn't had enough fun when suddenly the journalists dispersed and ran to photograph someone else!
They looked in the direction of the noise and saw a luxury motorhome parked at the theater entrance. After the driver, dressed in a high-ranking uniform, got out of the car, he respectfully opened the door for Lola.
Lola descended the motorhome stairs flawlessly, every move impeccable.
Truly, being born into a wealthy family made a huge difference compared to Isla! Isla thought that wearing an outfit worth millions today could overshadow everyone else, but she was too superficial.
Lola's dress, hairstyle, and jewelry complemented each other perfectly, and her aura was superior. Even the driver's manners and demeanor were different from their family's temporary driver!
Their driver seemed to have a sense of pretending to be a prince who had stolen the dragon robe, unable to meet expectations.
Journalists surrounded Lola, one layer after another. Following closely, Mr. Medici and Mrs. Medici got out of the car, attracting even more attention.
Isla knew that their family of three had been greatly overshadowed and forced a smile while saying awkwardly, "Dad, Mom, let's go inside first."
Mr. Wilson also realized that there was an insurmountable gap between him and Mr. Medici. If he were to approach and flatter him now, what if he didn't bother with him...
He didn't want to lose face in front of so many people. Mr. and Mrs. Wilson and Isla entered first, thinking that there would be another opportunity to get close later.
After all, being the nation's richest person attracted many people wanting to get closer. If they didn't seize the opportunity today, when would they?
Lola enjoyed the camera's pursuit and could imagine Abella's feelings following behind the crowd!
She raised her head even higher, smiled, and presented herself beautifully in front of the camera.
Abella casually followed behind the crowd, holding her phone and reading a new WhatsApp message.
[Senior, you didn't attend this year's awards ceremony. Mr. Edwards didn't come either. Those brats under my command keep pestering me to come, but without you at the ceremony, it lacks excitement and becomes dull. I almost don't feel like going out anymore.]
Abella replied while holding her phone, "Oh, I just arrived at the venue."
The other person was greatly surprised and quickly replied, [Senior, you're at the venue? That's great! I'll be there in a little while. Where exactly are you? I'll have someone downstairs go and fetch you.]
"No need, I'm already inside."
[That's wonderful! With you here today, those younger ones will definitely be happy!]
Upon hearing this, Abella knew the other person misunderstood her intention and replied calmly, "I came as an audience member."
The other person understood that Senior must want to attend as an audience member and see the level of this year's winners and how the awards ceremony was set up!
That must be it!
[I heard from the people under me that the qualifications of this year's winners are quite good, but I haven't heard their compositions yet. I can't determine their level at the moment.]
"Madam, if Mr. Edwards knew you were here, he would surely be regretful. He has been wanting to meet you and has been talking about you in the past few days. If he knew you were coming in advance, he would definitely have been one of the award presenters."
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