Regretful Tears Won't Bring Her Back novel Chapter 117

Liesel's calm gaze matched her stunning face. Under the soft lights, she seemed breathtakingly gorgeous in her red gown.

Her slender fingers brushed over the swing's ropes. She tightened her grip as she looked away from Jacob.

The low hum of a cello came from the banquet hall, akin to a river flowing through the silent night. It was a performance by the students of Alden University's music faculty.

Glancing at her watch, Liesel murmured, "Looks like it's almost Ophelia's turn."

Earlier, she had promised Ophelia to go on stage for a piano duet with her.

Jacob gave a faint grunt in response. He was paying no attention to this matter. Perhaps he thought this was nothing much as Ophelia could handle this on her own.

"I'll head backstage to meet Ophelia." Liesel glanced at him and was about to leave. Just then, a female student, Vivian Larson, suddenly rushed past and bumped into her.

Liesel stopped in her tracks and turned around, only to see her delicate figure from behind. Dressed in a backless evening gown, Vivian's face was out of sight.

Liesel could only see her slender figure. She concluded that Vivian was a marvelous beauty, given her confidence to stride up to Jacob at such an event.

Though Liesel felt slightly irritated at being bumped aside, she was mainly amused. After all, she had the chance to witness Jacob being cornered by a female student once again.

Seeing this happen before her eyes, she decided not to leave just yet. She wanted to see how he would deal with such matters.

Liesel leaned casually against the wall and crossed her arms. Her eyes glimmered with amusement as she watched the scene unfold, clearly enjoying the show.

Vivian was a finance major who was also the prettiest in her batch. Her beauty was known far and wide—she had countless admirers on and off campus.

Meanwhile, Vivian was trembling from head to toe. She had approached Jacob at an event like this, precisely because she was confident in her looks.

Yet, never in her wildest dreams did she imagine facing a situation like this. She didn't even get a chance to speak.

His secretary? Wasn't that Liesel? Vivian couldn't help but turn to look at Liesel.

As her gaze fell on Liesel's stunning face, an indescribable sense of insecurity swept over her.

Liesel was truly attractive. Even if she was dressed in a seductive red gown, her icy demeanor seemed to be inherent in her beauty.

Despite her alluring features, her frosty elegance kept others at bay. Even if her face remained expressionless, her commanding aura was unmistakable.