Chapter 146

Jared finally released me, his expression smoothing back into its usual controlled mask. “Let’s go,” he said, stepping back.

I watched his retreating figure, my lips curling in cold amusement. Was he really worried about losing control over me? Pathetic.

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The party hall was opulent, filled with well–dressed guests milling about. Jared’s cousin’s family stood near the entrance, greeting arrivals.

Jared’s uncle John had moved to Shariport years ago. Though not in the business world himself, John still owned two companies, having made his fortune reselling electronics back in the day. The man had old–money savvy and the bank account to match.

When we arrived, John personally escorted us to a private dining room. Jared seemed to recognize most of the guests there, but they were strangers to me.

It was a celebration, so many had brought wives or children. As I took my seat, I discreetly studied the wealthy women around me.

Their faces were meticulously maintained, their designer outfits flawless. But their eyes betrayed a quiet dissatisfaction, a hollowness behind the polished smiles.

of me from my previous life, drowning in loneliness beneath

eyes still carried traces of that darkness. But I refused

new.

just how influential the guests were. But I also noticed one thing, Jared made sure I didn’t exchange a single business card with

I nearly laughed. Of course he

to keep me occupied but never powerful enough to rival him. I’d been naive to think I could easily

Jared, I collected compliments like trophies. Some men’s gazes lingered a beat too long, their

appearance, it’s vitality. That radiant, well–nourished glow that comes from within, the kind that makes men instinctively lean closer like sunflowers chasing

attention had nothing to do with Jared’s status. It was the flush in my cheeks from proper self–care,

was pleasantly drunk. I sipped my Bordeaux, hyperaware of

lashes, that familiar possessive gleam in his

I avoided his gaze

party hall’s opulence suddenly felt suffocating. Instead of heading to the ladies‘ room, I slipped through a side exit into a hushed corridor connecting to the adjacent five–star

route

sound came from behind a potted fern. A hunched figure in a white tee clutched the planter, platinum

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