I Was The Perfect Queen But He Forgot My Name Chapter 19
When Celeste arrived, she called me to the front row and praised me warmly.
She seemed about to remove the watch from her wrist and gift it to me. I casually lifted a hand to adjust my hair, revealing the royal commemorative watch my grandfather had given me. It was a limited-edition piece awarded to Cedar Ridge by the previous king, far rarer than the one on her wrist.
Celeste’s hand lowered.
All the jewelry I wore had been carefully chosen—valuable but understated. It wouldn’t outshine the hostess, nor would it give her an opening to use a gift to draw me closer.
She looked faintly helpless.
Once the gala began, Stella went onstage first to play the piano. She deliberately held back, earning just the right amount of applause.
The next few girls from the territorial packs did the same. None of them wanted to compete for the position of Adrian’s future mate, but none could publicly embarrass Celeste, either.
Others gave it their all. Singing, dancing, and instrumental performances followed one after another.
Stella and I sat below the stage, silently trading the desserts we disliked.
Then Iris stepped onto the stage.
At last, I set down my fork.
What was she doing getting involved in this?