Chapter 15

The Vaughan Group's 30th Anniversary Gala

The mansion was buzzing with life, its grand chandelier blazing overhead, bathing the entire ballroom in golden light.

A renowned pianist played a graceful, flowing melody on a glossy black Steinway, while waiters in crisp tuxedos glided through the crowd, silver trays of champagne flutes balanced expertly in their hands.

Tonight, every man was dressed to the nines in tailored suits, while the women floated by in an array of designer evening gowns.

Isadora had chosen a simple, high-necked, one-shoulder black dress that hugged her figure. The elegant cut drew subtle attention to her porcelain skin-though she was careful to hide the faint marks Victor had left at her collarbone.

Earlier, Eleanor had sent over a slinky, jewel-toned gown for Isadora to wear: plunging neckline, open back, the sort of thing designed to make a statement. Isadora had barely glanced at it before tucking it away. There was no way she'd step out in that tonight.

When she finally entered the ballroom, she caught sight of Pearl immediately.

flawless, and she wore a sapphire velvet gown adorned with shimmering crystals that glittered each time she moved. The deep V neckline and dramatic open back left

of the room, a whisper of

know she's the favorite. Who doesn't know about the Vaughan family's little scandal all those years ago the whole real-versus-fake

who isn't even their own, but their real

was buying her armfuls of designer bags, with bodyguards trailing behind, struggling to carry it

she didn't kick Pearl out-she's still the one

years; of course

only shot at turning things around is marrying

happen? Didn't you hear-just two days

their adopted daughter, and even her fiancé is hung up on

she noticed Isadora drifting in late. Her expression darkened further when she realized Magnus wasn't

Eleanor leaned in and asked under her breath, "Why are you

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