Chapter 8 - THE RIVAL SOCIALITE
Before Julian could reply, the elevator doors chime dinged once more, opening to reveal a woman in a dazzling crimson sequin gown.
It was Chloe Kensington, the daughter of a major oil tycoon and Julian's wealthy socialite fiancée.
Chloe strutted into the lobby, her diamond necklace flashing brilliantly, until she noticed the heavy security presence.
"Julian, darling, what is going on here?" Chloe asked, looking around in utter confusion. "The guests are waiting downstairs in the grand ballroom!"
Her eyes landed on Clara sitting on the plush leather sofa, sipping water while being guarded by Madam Evelyn's personal detail.
"Who is this woman?" Chloe demanded, her tone dripping with disdain as she inspected Clara's emerald wrap dress. "Why is she sitting in our private lounge?"
"She's nobody, Chloe! Just leave!" Julian yelled nervously, trying to push his fiancée back toward the elevator.
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"She is not nobody," Madam Evelyn announced loudly, standing up from her seat with supreme authority.
"She might very well be the true primary heir to everything you see around you," Evelyn added, sending a shockwave through the room.
