Hide Your Identities Or Inherit Millions

Chapter 33: Missing the Chance to Marry into the Wealthy Family

Lily was startled and stammered, "What, what are you doing? Are you going to lay a hand on me?"

To be honest, when Elizabeth stared at someone without blinking, it was a bit eerie.

Elizabeth extended her hand and her voice was stern, "Your phone, give it to me."

Lily felt like she must have been foolish to actually hand over her phone. She then watched as Elizabeth deftly maneuvered through her device.

"It's done."

Elizabeth handed the phone back and spoke solemnly, "If you're sick, you should seek medical attention. Don't hide your ailments. Rest assured, the doctor I recommend is a renowned ophthalmologist."

Lily was stunned. It took her quite a while to register what had just happened. What was going on?

Elizabeth turned her gaze to others and said with a light sigh, "So many of you. You can get a group discount, 30% off. Make sure you say I referred you; I can get a commission."

Her face was stern as she assured, "Don't worry, your eyes will definitely get better."

Everyone was speechless.

Linda was stunned.

Everyone felt terrible. Was she insane?

So they'd been babbling all this time, and Elizabeth hadn't heard a word!

And now she wanted a cut of their discount! What a conniving person!

What was even more annoying was how serious Elizabeth looked as if she genuinely thought there was something wrong with their eyes, instead of mocking them.

This was even more infuriating.

Lily was exasperated, "Who are you calling blind? You dare to wear knock-offs but don't have the guts to admit it!"

"Oh? What knock-offs?"

Suddenly, a magnetic and pleasing voice came from behind them, making them feel weak on their knees.

President Berney was wearing a gray suit, his hair meticulously combed, and the corners of his eyes slightly lifted, exuding a slightly wicked demeanor.

Those captivating eyes were gleefully staring at them, causing their cheeks to flush and hearts to race uncontrollably.

For a moment, their gaze towards Linda was full of envy and jealousy.

People wisely cleared the way for Peter, watching as he approached Linda.

Nervously swallowing, Linda stared blankly at the tall and handsome man coming her way.

Lily gave Linda a meaningful look, her voice tinged with undisguised envy, "See? I told you, President Berney came just for you; he's even personally coming over."

Suppressing a smile, Linda replied shyly, "Stop teasing me; he's probably here out of courtesy to my parents."

As Peter was approaching, Linda greeted him with a warm smile, "President Berney, good evening, thank you for tonight—"

However, Peter walked right past her.

Walked.

Past.

Her.

Linda awkwardly held out her hand, staring in disbelief as Peter approached Elizabeth with a warm and friendly smile as if he were meeting his own grandmother.

"May I have the honor to know the name of this lady who's so astonishingly beautiful that she takes one's breath away?"

Elizabeth stared at the unwelcome Peter, saying nothing.

Peter was speechless.

It must have been an illusion; why else would he see countless...something in Elizabeth's eyes?

Copy a thousand times by hand as punishment?

What kind of hellish nightmare was this?

He came to impress, not to be punished!

Slightly disappointed, Peter said, "Hey, it appears that this lovely lady has quite the personality. May I have the honor to invite you for a dance?"

Elizabeth, showing no interest, declined, "No dance."

Peter didn't know what to say.

Everyone was dumbfounded!

Did Peter mistake the person?

That's Elizabeth, not Linda!

And most importantly, Elizabeth even refused to dance with Peter.

Do you know what you've missed?

You've missed the opportunity to marry into a wealthy family!