Chapter: 700

"Has Elsa always been fond of this aesthetic?"

To the uninformed, the birthday celebration might seem fitting for a child, resembling that of a little princess.

Everyone had their own preferences, but Norah hadn't anticipated Elsa, who typically dressed maturely and elegantly, to embrace such a cute style.

During their previous encounter, Elsa had sported voluminous curls and sophisticated makeup, a departure from the adorable theme.

Norah couldn't help but think that Gilda would be more inclined towards this type of celebration.

“If I were wealthy, I'd certainly indulge in hosting a birthday extravaganza like this one."

Gilda sighed wistfully as she rested against the car window, consumed by envy.

Chayce's voice broke through the silence, icy and resolute. “I'll make it happen for you."

"Oh, come now. Your funds are allocated for acquiring a car and a house. You're tasked with managing our future expenses. Random spending isn't advisable."

Norah arched an eyebrow, a glimmer of anticipation in her gaze.

“Oh, you've already mapped out your finances? I'll be sure to mark my calendar for your wedding and prepare a generous gift."

Norah, recognizing their loyalty since their discovery of her, entrusted them with the management of her family's business. In return, she planned to show them generosity.

Upon hearing this, Gilda's spirits soared with excitement.

“Wow, your promise is almost convincing me to marry Chayce immediately! What do you say, Chayce? Shall we plan a wedding when the time is right?"

Chayce's ears tinged with red as he stole a glance at Gilda through the rearview mirror. "Stop teasing."

“I'm serious!"

Their playful exchange brought a small lift to Norah's spirits.

Returning once more to the Wilson family's manor, memories of her parents’ tombs, and her mother's diary flooded Norah's mind.

Lost in thought, she gazed out the window at the passing scenery.

The allure of wealth seemed to capture everyone's heart.

She hoped her uncle's family hadn't acquired their wealth unlawfully.

In the banquet hall, Elsa donned a pink gown. Her wavy hair had been straightened and loosely braided into a ponytail cascading over one shoulder. A petite crown embellished with pink diamonds graced her head.

Mindy's expression darkened. “There's a message from the security booth that Gilda has taken Norah back."

Elsa didn't dwell on it, instead focusing on her makeup in the hand mirror, giving special attention to the small crown perched on her head.