Cherry's POV:
I hugged the box tightly, feeling guilty.
"Where is the invitation?"
The she-wolf sat straight and snorted at me.She took out an exquisite invitation from her bag and waved it in front of me.
My eyes lit up, and I reached out for the invitation, but the she-wolf quickly took it back.
"The box." She sounded cold and ruthless.
I coughed nervously and gave the box to her.I was very apprehensive, hoping that she wouldn't tell me something was missing.
The she-wolf elegantly placed the box on her lap and examined the contents.
Suddenly, she looked up at me with sharp eyes.
"Are you sure you have taken everything?" she asked rudely.
My heart leaped to my throat.
I couldn't help but wonder if she had realized that something was missing in the box.I could barely maintain my composure.
"Pretty sure.This was the only box in Sylvia's dormitory.I didn't see anything else."
The she-wolf examined my face as if trying to read my mind.
I gulped and looked at her.
"What else do you want? Is there anything special about these things? I saw the box I took it and that was all.Why don't I go back and help you find what you're looking for if I miss something? Sylvia and her roommate are in class.She wouldn't be back any time soon."
I feigned innocence to get information from the she-wolf.
But she didn't fall into my trap.She snorted coldly and looked away.Her arrogance made me unhappy.
I pursed my lips and frowned.
"It's just a box."
My disdain made the she-wolf lower her vigilance.
She ignored me and rummaged in the box again.
Perhaps she was afraid I would see what was in the box, so she deliberately turned around.
Moments later, she finally closed the box.
It seemed that she really didn't know what was in the box.Her question had been a trick to test me.
I was secretly pleased.
Anger surged through my veins.
I covered my nose and stomped my foot in frustration.
'How could they be arrogant?' Although they seemed sophisticated, they were cheap people who secretly stole clothes.
Sooner or later, I would make these snobs surrender to me.
I glared in the direction where the car had disappeared, took out my mobile phone, and turned off the recording.
With the recording and the license plate number, I was sure I could find out who the mysterious figure was.
After taking deep breaths, I took out the invitation and read it over and over again.
The exquisite cover exuded a faint fragrance.
I couldn't help but inhale the sweet scent.I felt close to the royal family for the first time.I began thinking about what to wear at the ball.
Red was said to be Prince Richard's favorite color, so I decided to wear a red outfit.
The mere prospect of getting close to Prince Richard cheered me up.
I believed my beauty would sweep Prince Richard off his feet.I was not afraid to compete with Lucy.I walked back, feeling thrilled and excited.
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