Chapter 346

On the other side of the hall-

Eloise stood at the front entrance with Mr. Lennon, waiting for the VIP guests to

arrive. She checked her phone three times but still hadn't managed to get ahold of Sylvia.

Mr. Lennon glanced at her. "Ms. Eloise, where's Sylvia? Weren't you two supposed to come together?"

Eloise offered an awkward smile. "She..."

Just then, Bridget strode over and confidently took her place at Mr. Lennon's side.

"Sylvia's not feeling great," she announced. "She said she might not make it."

Mr. Lennon frowned but didn't comment. He seemed to accept Bridget's presence, but being stood up by a newcomer clearly didn't sit right with him. Bridget couldn't hide a little smirk.

But before she could savor her triumph, a familiar voice rang out behind her. "Who said I wasn't coming?"

Everyone turned. Sylvia swept in, dressed in a fiery red, high-slit evening gown that seemed to light up the room. The shimmering fabric made her skin look almost luminous, and the unique mesh overlay-dotted with a few sparkling crystals-gave her an air of mystery.

Bridget's confident smile

grin. “Ms. Simpson, you must've misheard me. I said I'd be

Lennon, so I

looked delighted. "Ms. Lloyd, that's very thoughtful of

my part," Sylvia

twisted with unease as she recognized the driver. Sure enough, as the

who could command a room without

and his

everything, yet kept

Bridget hurried forward, looping her arm through his with the air of

claim. Her sugary

she wanted

nodded and exchanged a few pleasantries

Sylvia. "She's bright, ambitious, and even made the effort to wear our famous regional tartan to greet

about Sylvia and Rupert's history-he just

"Special effort, huh?" His

would be here, she would've skipped the

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