Chapter 597. Without Me, Death By Stumble?

Tonight, Wendy was breathtaking.

She wore a flowing violet gown that shimmered with scattered sparkles, as if draped in silk touched by the glow of dusk. Her once-rounded features were now sharpened and refined, and her slimmed-down figure—still soft in all the right places—was shown off perfectly by the cut of the dress.

Her long hair was loosely curled, tumbling down her back, jeweled pins glinting under the light, blending seamlessly with her gown. The dress highlighted her curves where they should be full and tapered her waist where it should be slender, creating a figure that exuded a kind of allure no skeletal beauty could compare to.

It was exactly this look, this warmth, this softness, that Benjamin was utterly obsessed with.

The crowd buzzed with whispers, everyone curious about the mysterious young woman. Among them, the Smith family recognized her first.

“That’s... Wendy?” Tonya gasped.

“No way!” Sydney’s jaw dropped.

“It is her!”