She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 503:

Vivien’s presence was understandable—she thrived on gatherings like this. And Norah’s attendance made sense, given the nature of the event, which was designed to bring single men and women together. But Trent? He was not the kind to attend such functions, no matter how much his family pestered him about marriage.

“I heard you were coming,” Trent said, adjusting his glasses with casual grace. “So I made a point of requesting an invitation.”

Gasps rippled through the crowd.

“Mr. Seymour?”

“This event has certainly drawn a lively crowd today.”

“Mr. Seymour seems rather familiar with Ms. Briggs, doesn’t he? Do they have a close relationship in private?”

“He even said he came specifically because she would be here. What do you make of that?”

buzzed with

came from esteemed families, few could

of man many dreamed of marrying—but he had never shown the slightest interest in anyone. Until

been bearing the weight of unwanted attention, suddenly felt the pressure lift. With Trent by her

Trent guided her to a quiet corner where she could finally

who dared approach to start a conversation was gently, yet

sight was a dagger to

the light? Why was even Trent, the ever-elusive gentleman,

around Vivien now flocked to Freya, leaving her standing on the outside, watching the warmth she craved slip further

spread through her, choking reason like ivy

spiraled—Freya had taken everything: her

blissfully unaware of Vivien’s escalating thoughts,

ordinary woman—honest and without scheming—Freya might’ve extended a

something about Vivien had rubbed her the wrong