Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

After meeting Mr. Lee, Aurora returned home for dinner, changed into another outfit, and headed out to attend the evening banquet.

The design drafts for the wedding rings were nearly complete. She left them on the table, waiting for Julian to finalize the design upon his return.

"Miss, will you not be coming back tonight?" Mrs. Hill asked before Aurora left.

"Probably not. You don't need to wait up for me. Just go to bed after you finish your TV show."

"Alright, Miss. Be careful out there. Those rich men can be trouble. Stay vigilant. And since Mr. Barnet isn't with you, remember to lock your door tonight when you go to sleep."

Mrs. Hill had always been close to Aurora, and now that they had reunited, she naturally cared for her even more. Besides their prior bond, Aurora paid her a generous salary every month for relatively light work. Aurora treated her like family, so Mrs. Hill took care of her with great dedication.

"Don't worry. Heather will be with me tonight, and we'll share a room. Cameron is here to pick me up. I'll head out now."

"Alright."

"Oh, and Mrs. Hill, Julian will be back tomorrow night. Make sure to buy some of his favorite dishes, preferably spicy ones. He's just coming back from Europe, so I'm sure he'll be craving Clothville cuisine."

"Got it, Miss."

With that, Aurora left. Heather had already opened the car door for her.

"Miss Montgomery, shall we go?"

"Let's."

Aurora wasn't wearing an evening gown tonight. She chose a simple black dress paired with a coat to shield herself from the cold on the boat. She had no desire to catch another cold.

The car headed toward the harbor. Heather, though initially unaccustomed to such occasions, had attended enough events by now to feel at ease.

"Miss, may I see your invitation?"

yacht, staff were stationed to check invitations. Events

elaborately dressed women boarding the yacht, their intentions clear. These were the

Aurora glanced at the bare legs and revealing outfits of these women and couldn't help but feel cold just

might be heated, the outdoor deck was certainly

Montgomery, are those women servers?" Heather asked, clearly unfamiliar

but chuckle at the mention

you ever seen servers dressed

like company executives, and they don't

find men. Stay away from them. They're not our kind of people, and there's no need to mingle.

said it yourself-they're here for men. I'm a woman. They won't

and said no more. The world was far more complex than it seemed, and there were things she preferred not to explain. Perhaps Heather's innocence was something worth

go. We should

"Alright."

the crowd. Aurora's attire, though simple at first glance, exuded an understated luxury that only the discerning could recognize. Her outfit alone was worth

have led others to mistake her for one of the companion girls. After all, how could someone as young as her possibly be an executive? Yet the air of confidence she carried

floors. Even before stepping inside, the lavish decorations on the deck alone were

you've been reluctant to accept. If you didn't show up tonight, I was planning

waiting for you! The speaker was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was none other than Mr. Warden,

dominated by the Marcos family's company, the industry had seen Mr. Warden's business rise to prominence, surpassing

you flatter me. I've just been caught up with work

came. I have something

of gentlemanly decorum, careful not to overstep

stunning, everyone knew she was Julian's fiancée. Few would dare

course, Mr. Warden. Please, don't let me keep you

forgive me if I fall short in my

sight: a man old enough to be Aurora's father bowing

Onlookers couldn't help but

the companion girls who

is she? Even Mr. Warden is

Even if you've never seen her,