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That said, both Dahlia Sanders and Beau Yost sneakily kept their eyes on the blond-haired, blue-eyed foreign woman. Beau Yost, being a respectable man, frequently attended high-end events but rarely saw women dressed so extravagantly, radiating an aura of noble sophistication. He couldn't help but step back, giving her way in a show of courtesy.
On the other hand, Dahlia Sanders found herself resentful. After all, this foreign woman was just dressed fancier and more extravagantly. Why was she making such a spectacle for a concert? She was clearly just showing off.
Before Dahlia was willing to admit how beautiful the woman's dress was, resembling a princess from a fairytale. No, she decided, she must get such an outfit made for herself, more beautiful, more glamorous, more provocative. She wanted to see Uncle Yves King drool over her.
