Chapter 14

The night in Peressa glittered with lights. Inside a five-star hotel along the Rue Bellecour, the business cocktail party hosted by the International Council of Design was in full swing. Crystal chandeliers reflected dazzling light. Amid the clinking of glasses, elegant attire, and mingling of guests, the place was filled with social elites. Eleanor wore a silver-white mermaid gown. Her gently curled hair was cascading over her shoulders. Simple diamond studs adorned her ears. She looked like a goddess who had stepped out of the stars. Holding a glass of champagne, she chatted effortlessly with several creative directors from international brands, radiating confidence and poise in every gesture. "Lenora, your 'Galaxy' collection is absolutely stunning," praised a Florean designer. "It's like wearing the Milky Way with those flowing lines." Eleanor smiled lightly and was about to respond when she suddenly sensed a sharp gaze. She turned her head slightly, her brows knitting faint