Chapter 3 - Panic Flash Across The Socialite Cold Expression
Evelyn’s emerald-clad shoulders relaxed by a fraction of a millimeter as she smoothed down the front of her designer gown. Yet beneath that polished exterior, panic flashed across her features like lightning across a dark summer sky.
She knew the exact origin of that pearl because she had ordered the entire necklace locked away in a private vault three years ago. The fact that the little girl was carrying one meant someone had breached the estate's inner sanctum.
"You're hiding something, Evelyn, and I intend to find out what it is before this night is over," Alexander warned quietly. Evelyn forced a delicate laugh, tossing her blonde hair over her shoulder with calculated indifference.
"You're making a scene, Alexander, and the board members are watching your every move," she hissed under her breath. Across the room, several wealthy trustees paused their champagne toasts to stare at the tense confrontation unfolding near the stage.
Alexander ignored the whispering crowd, looking down at little Maya who was still clutching her bruised knees on the floor. "Are you alright?" Alexander asked softly, bending down to help the terrified child to her feet.
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Maya nodded timidly, her big brown eyes wide with fear as she clutched the remaining pearls in her small fist. Evelyn watched them with absolute contempt, her fingers digging into the fabric of her evening clutch until her knuckles turned white.
"Get that nuisance out of my sight," Evelyn commanded a nearby event coordinator. Alexander stood up instantly, placing his body directly between the child and the approaching security guards.
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