Chapter 890 Romance
Natalie and Rebecca snapped a few pics, including some selfies, and threw them up on Facebook.
Right then, a sudden buzz erupted at the entrance of the banquet hall.
Marshall strolled in first.
Following him was a middle-aged guy with blonde hair and blue eyes, rocking a charcoal gray suit. The dude had this classy, composed vibe, kept himself in good shape, stood about 6 feet tall, and had sharp facial features.
As soon as he walked in, he grabbed the attention of a bunch of socialites. They were all thinking, 'This is Rebecca's socialite bash, so what's a guy doing here? Judging by his perfectly tailored suit and that limited edition watch, he must be someone important.'
Rebecca rushed over and hugged him excitedly. "Lauchelle, you made it!"
Lauchelle nodded, but his eyes drifted past Rebecca and landed on the glowing Natalie. He smiled at her, and she nodded back. She lifted her dress and walked down the steps, instantly followed by the media cameras.
Lauchelle's face looked even more distinguished and striking on camera. His mature and handsome charm had many socialites swooning. Plus, with Rebecca's excited hug, he had to be someone special.
Kamille happily scampered over. "Uncle Lauchelle."
She lifted her dress and gave a slight bow to Lauchelle, a classic Novaria noble move.
Lauchelle smiled when he saw Kamille. "Kamille, long time no see."
Everyone was surprised, realizing Lauchelle was Kamille's uncle.
Lauchelle wasn't a fan of crowded places or noise.
Rebecca suggested, "Why don't we head to the lounge?"
There was a lounge upstairs for VIP guests.
Lauchelle, clearly familiar with the place, nodded.
As he passed by Natalie, he stopped. "Natalie, got some time? Why don't you join us and play some games from Vistalia?"
Rebecca and Kamille exchanged glances, surprise written all over their faces. Lauchelle actually knew Natalie.
The tone suggested they were pretty familiar.
Natalie nodded and followed Lauchelle.
After they left, the media tried to follow, but the bodyguards stopped them at the banquet hall.
Still, the cameras kept flashing.
Even though the figures were gone, they kept filming.
People started whispering.
"Who is this Novaria guy? He's so handsome."
"Why did Natalie go with him, and he even invited her personally?"
"He seems important. Kamille called him uncle. Kamille's uncle should be from the Cross family. But this guy doen's ring a bell."
"He's Lauchelle, the owner of Blue Moon Lake Estate," Isolde chimed in, holding a glass of champagne. Her voice wasn't too loud or too soft, but everyone around heard her in the buzzing room.
"So, he's the owner of Blue Moon Lake Estate."
"The decor of Blue Moon Lake is unique, and naturally, the owner is also handsome and mature," a socialite couldn't help but say.
Blue Moon Lake Estate was truly stunning, with a natural sense of luxury. But the decor of the banquet hall was also pretty classy.
Lauchelle was a romantic guy, so the estate was filled with romance.
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