The Heiress Strikes Back

358 Attending the Ball

Whitney yawned. Seeing that Sharon was fine, she quickly spoke with her eyes sparkling as she looked at Sharon. “Sharon, let’s go out and play tonight! Call Yumi too!”

“I received your message and ran out. I haven’t handed it over to my family yet, so I’m afraid I can’t accompany you out to play.” Sharon smiled apologetically. Actually, she wasn’t someone who liked lively places. Moreover, because she had participated in the casting selection previously, she hadn’t been quiet for a long time to complete something.

“Can’t you just send a message? If you can’t, I’ll help you! I’ll take you to an interesting place today. We haven’t had a good gathering since the competition ended; you can’t shirk responsibility this time.” As she spoke, Whitney winked at Sharon mysteriously.

“Then, let’s find a place to drink coffee?” Sharon couldn’t help but ask when she saw her friend’s excited expression.

Hearing this, Whitney rolled her eyes. “Please, Madam Harris, wake up. We’re living in modern society now. What are you thinking about? If we’re going out, we should at least go to a bar!”

“I’m not like you; I don’t have much money.” Sharon didn’t want to go to a bar, so she used a similar reason. Everyone knew her situation in the Harris family, so it was understandable that she was short of money.

Unexpectedly, Whitney immediately beamed with joy. “You don’t have to spend money this time. I have three tickets here. Pick Yumi up, and the three of us will go together.”

Sharon was slightly stunned. She took the ticket from Whitney and saw a row of standard handwriting. It looked very sincere-the invitation to the role-playing ball.

“What does that mean? Role-playing? Are we going to play roles that we don’t use in our daily lives?”

Looking at Sharon’s confused expression, Whitney’s expression became even more incredulous. “Sharon, are you really a modern person? I don’t know what to say. The so-called ‘role-playing’ is a kind of disguise game. It’s very interesting to combine this kind of ball and socializing. This kind of role-playing can be done in any form, be it an animated character or a real person.”

“I see, but I’m not very good at dancing.” The moment Sharon heard the word ‘dance,’ she couldn’t help but feel a headache. “You also know that my limbs are very uncoordinated, not as strong as yours.”

“I know you can’t-that’s why I dragged you along to practice. Besides, there are many people your age at this ball, and it’s good for your family’s career development. Besides, what are you worried about when you play the role? Nobody will recognize you so easily. I’ve prepared your clothes.” As she spoke, Whitney took out a bag from the backseat and reached out to retrieve the clothes inside.

It was a green elf suit with a pair of wings at the back. Whitney had even thoughtfully prepared a golden mask for her. The surroundings were also outlined in green, adding a hint of cuteness to her innocence.

“I think you look really beautiful in green, and this outfit definitely suits you!” Whitney said excitedly. Then, she took out her clown costume. “You have to experience a happy new life. Let’s go pick up Yumi now and go straight to our destination.”

Although she said that, Whitney reached out to Sharon. She took off the latter’s coat and threw it out of the window.

Sharon looked at the girl’s actions and was a little speechless. In order to make me change into this elf suit, Whitney has really put in a lot of effort.

When she picked up Yumi’s call, Whitney took out a set of soft clothes. After Yumi put it on, she looked like an obedient little sheep.

“I wore this set of clothes when I was planning on having a pajama party. In the end, I tried it on, and it really wasn’t my style. I didn’t expect it to come in handy today.”

Looking at Yumi and Sharon-who had already changed their clothes-Whitney nodded in satisfaction.

What the three of them didn’t expect was that there were quite a number of people who came to the ball. Moreover, at a glance, they were all members of prestigious families. Both men and women were dressed up carefully as if they took this ball very seriously.

Everyone exchanged greetings. There was a happy dance between the familiar people, and there was no restraint at all.

Whitney ran in from the side door, pulling the two of them with her. “I’m starving. There’s fried chicken over there; I’m going to eat a few pieces. My manager has been controlling me during the training. Now that it’s finally over, I naturally have to eat happily.”