Chapter 175
Sophie ceased her struggles and looked up to meet Colby’s barely-there smirk.
“Come with me.” Colby grasped Sophie’s hand, leading her towards a secluded hallway.
The makeup artist had already set everything up. Colby pressed Sophie into a chair, and as she watched Colby’s exaggerated makeup in
the mirror, she teased, “With that makeup, you wouldn’t need a mask for me to fail to recognize you.”
Colby slowly respraded, “Even if you wore a mask and had even more dramatic makeup, I’d still know it was you.
Sophie blushed at his words.
The makeup artist quickly added a few touches to Sophie’s makeup, then pulled out the costume she had prepared earlier-a clown outfit as Sophie had described.
“Has James arrived yet?” Sophie inquired.
Colby’s mood soured at the mention of James. He replied indifferently, “I don’t know.”
“You don’t know?” Tuming around in surprise, Sophie remarked, “If he doesn’t show up today, then this whole act would have been for nothing.”
“Whether he comes or not doesn’t matter. As long as he knows that tonight’s masquerade ball is fully booked, that’s enough.”
Sophie sensed a strong hint of jealousy in Colby’s tone. That’s true…
“But you just want to provoke him, right?”
Sophie couldn’t deny it, though she wasn’t that childish.
“If he comes and sees that Blake and I look nothing alike, he won’t suspect me anymore”
She had gone to great lengths to craft Blake’s identity. This time, she would wear flat shoes and don the clown costume to appear before James, dispelling any doubts he might have about her
“Sophie? Sophie? Are you ready yet?” Jenna’s voice whispered from outside the door.
Sophie, now dressed as a clown, opened the door to see Jenna in a fabulous dress. Sophie nodded, “I’m ready.”
“James is here. You better go out now.”
As expected, James had showed up.
Dressed as a clown, Sophie stood out under the spotlight, throwing around small toys, creating a dazzling, laughter-filled atmosphere that peaked with the crowd’s cheers.
“Hello everyone, I’m your clown, and also the person in charge of the company, Blake.” Sophie stood at the center of the stage, her voice) altered by a voice changer, sounding deep and powerful.
As she spoke, the crowd realized that the person who had been amusing them was actually the company’s behind-the-scenes CEO. James, dressed in a gothic dark ensemble, quickly noticed the scene. He wanted to take a photo, but his phone had been confiscated upon entering the night club, indicating that Blake had enforced strict confidentiality for this ball, including its contents.
Colt, observing from the side, commented, “Mr. Burke, that’s Blake. Looks just like a regular short guy, nothing special.” James frowned, asking, “Does he look familiar to you?”
“He looks like a new face. I don’t think we’ve seen him before. Never heard of such a person around Devonport.”
Hearing this, James left Colt and walked towards the center of the stage.
Colt, unable to stop him in time, exclaimed in astonishment, “Mr. Burke!”