Princess Comeback

Jacob and Emily hold their breath and do not dare to bother.

After a long time, Sarah tapped a button and was relieved.

"Well, you can go to the company's intranet for leisure and entertainment!"

After hearing this, they took out their mobile phones and looked at her at the same time.

Under the intranet forum, employees have been discussing a video released one minute ago.

"Oh, I didn't expect that Ashley should do such a thing quietly. Was it too childish?"

"I've long been dissatisfied with her. She's been acting recklessly because she was from a rich family. I'm disgusted."

"She cut Sarah's gowns while she was outside the office because of envy. Miss Ashley was really a sentimental woman."

It turned out that Sarah was editing the radio recorded by the micron camera installed in her office.

Sarah knew that Ashley could not be tolerant, so she arranged everything in advance.

Jacob put away his mobile phone and praised Sarah, "Miss Davis was capable."

Even Emily could not help admiring her.

This Sarah was not simple.

In a twinkling of an eye, it was the day when the Jones family held a mask dance in Raleigh.

Sarah changed her dress at home and simply put on makeup. Even if she only made up a little, she was beautiful.

She went out and waited in the living room for a long time, but she could not see Jacob.

Not at ease, she went upstairs and knocked on the door of Jacob's bedroom.

"Jacob, are you in there?"

A minute passed, and there was no sound in it.

She knocked at the door again. "Jacob?"

There was still no response. She put her ear on the door panel.

The next second, the door was suddenly opened, and she stumbled and fell into a hot embrace.

The man's face was unusually crimson, and he looked sickly.

"Are you sick?"

She touched his forehead, which is hot.

"Miss Davis, I'll take a day off today. I can't send you to the ball." Jacob murmured sickly.

This was the first time Sarah met Jacob's fragile side. She helped him back to bed and covered him with a quilt.

Before leaving, she fed him with antipyretic medicine and pasted him with antipyretic stickers.

"Then you should have a good rest at home today."

Jacob looked at her with a pale face. "I'm sorry. Take care of yourself today."

"Don't worry. I'll give you the day off and you have a good rest at home. If you're hungry, you can eat something light."

Jacob listened quietly. It seemed that the cold-water bath last night was not wasted.

He coughed and raised his hand to cover her mouth. "You leave quickly. Don't be infected by the virus."

Sarah took a look at the time and left.

...

The location of Jones's mask dance was the largest hotel in Raleigh - Mirage Hotel.

Security guards were equipped at the entrance of the site to strictly control and ensure that every guest entering the site held an invitation card.

Moreover, every guest was asked to wear a mask to enter the venue and maintain a sense of mystery.

Many of the people who could be invited are among the top business tycoons. It was undoubtedly a good thing to cooperate with such high-level businessmen. There was a sudden agitation at the door, and everyone's eyes fell on the door.

She wore a long white dress with sleeves, the waist design showed Sarah's exquisite figure.

Even if she wore a white fox mask, some people in the crowd immediately recognized her identity.

"Look! Isn't that Sarah who is in the limelight recently?"

"Yes, I can recognize her even if she turns into ashes. Who else in Raleigh can have her slender figure and inherent charm?"

Sarah doesn't mind others talking about her.

Her sight fell on a man surrounded by people in a wine red suit not far away.

The man noticed Sarah's gaze and walked toward her. "I wonder if this beautiful lady is looking at me?"

Sarah took a step backward. She felt the visitor was very aggressive.

She didn't like a such person.

"I think you misunderstood me. Goodbye."

She turned and left, but the man caught her wrist.

She shouldn't have been looking around just now.

"What does this mean, sir?"

She struggled, but the man didn't let her go.

"I was stood up tonight and left alone. I wonder if Miss would like to dance with me?"

The man leaned over and made a gentlemanly gesture of invitation.

At the same time, a woman came with a glass of wine in an elegant manner.

Suddenly, she stumbled a little in high-heeled shoes, and her feet were crooked. Red wine in her hands was thrown at Sarah.

"Alas!" She pretended to be nervous. "Sorry, sister, I didn't mean it!"

"Of course, you meant it," Sarah said coldly and stared coldly at Ashley. "Why are you here?"

"You can show up, why can't I show up?"

In order to attend the dance, Ashley bought an invitation card from a famous lady at a high price.

How can she tolerate Sarah to be superior to herself?

Ashley glared at Sarah's dress. "Oh, my sister's dress is dirty."

"Let me take you to change." The man on the side raised his hand to hold Sarah.

"I don't need it!"

Sarah declined his kindness, grabbed her soaked sleeve, and immediately pulled off the sleeve.

The original long-sleeved dress was improved to be a full-length dress.

Having solved the trouble, she left without looking back.

A small number of people around just saw the situation here and made exclamations.

Sarah walked around the huge banquet hall, but she didn't find the figure she wanted to see. President of Jones invited her to come, but he didn't show up.

On the other side, at the back door of the hotel, a noble Bentley drove in from the outside. Soon a man in a black suit trotted forward and opened the door. "President."

Jacob looks pale.

"You don't look very well?" The assistant asked with concern.

Jacob coughed a few times, then said quietly: "no problem, go to the second floor."

People can see everything downstairs from the window on the second floor.

Jacob glanced around and saw the man in the wine-red suit.

"When did Joseph come?"

The assistant looked up and couldn't answer.

However, it's easy for the people from the Jones family to go to the ball.

Originally, Jacob was not prepared to come, but as the executor of the Jones family, he must monitor all the developments of the dance in real-time to prevent accidents. He looked at Joseph who was swaying on the dance floor not far away.

His sharp and cold eyes scanned a circle and paused slightly when they saw a strange thing. "Wait a minute, what's wrong with Miss Davis' dress?"