Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Chapter 274

Stepping off the plane, we made a beeline for the royal banquet. Max's jet had landed directly on the palace's private airstrip, complete with a personal attendant laying out the stairs for us. Leading the way, Max turned back to hold my hand as we descended. Right at the foot of the stairs, a quaint carriage awaited us.

"Once we're inside the banquet hall, try to speak as little as possible. We have to make sure they don't find out you're not a real aristocrat. This society holds women in high esteem, especially those of noble birth. Your attire and this carriage are symbols of your status." As Max spoke, I couldn't help but frown slightly, considering my humble beginnings and how far I was from any notion of nobility.

Max guided me into the carriage.

Just then, my veil and pearl necklace slipped off. Max gently helped me readjust my veil and made sure the necklace was comfortably in place around my neck.

"You are the daughter of Clayton Floyd and Lenore, born to nobility," he whispered, planting a soft kiss on my forehead.

He then took out a handkerchief to dab away a speck of dust from my foot, muttering, "You shouldn't have to walk."

His doting gaze left me momentarily speechless, a feeling akin to striking gold.

Our carriage proceeded through the main entrance, with Helen, dressed in a traditional Bravenland servant's outfit, by my side, whispering, "Claire, you look stunning today. Mr. Hilton can't take his eyes off you for a second." A wide smile spread under my veil.

true lady," Helen teased. I nodded in agreement, realizing for the first time that those around me, aside from wanting me

before leading him through a different passage. His treatment seemed even more

the Hilton family?" I murmured quietly, too softly for Helen to catch. Upon reaching the banquet hall, she presented our invitation to the guards, who

our carriage

may walk on

her hand to help me onto the lush red carpet. "What identity has Max crafted

of assets, claiming you're a hidden tycoon,"

help but give a wry smile; it was just so typical of Max to wave his hand and make money appear as if

a charity auction, traditionally

was well-prepared, only to find others more extravagantly decked out, some wearing two rings on

is staggering. I've read about their

nodded in agreement.

we don't

our priority is