The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 495

At that moment, Dick was busy mingling with the crowd, making connections wherever he could.

Not far away, Aline was deep in conversation with a group of well-dressed ladies.

She sat at the very center of their little circle, basking in their admiration, finally enjoying her moment in the spotlight.

The Glenwood family was the most powerful household in Crestwood. Even though Dick wasn't Scales's biological son-just his adopted child-Scales doted on him. And the Glenwood name alone was enough to open any door. Now that Aline was Mrs. Glenwood, she knew everyone out there would have to call her by that title, whether they liked it or not.

Aline sat perfectly poised, sipping her champagne as one woman after another came up to toast her and heap on the compliments. If they'd gone any further, they might have praised her all the way back to infancy.

"Mrs. Glenwood, your skin is just flawless-like porcelain, honestly."

"If you have time, Mrs. Glenwood, we should book a spa day together sometime."

"I absolutely love that necklace, Mrs. Glenwood. I've had my eye on it for ages, but my husband says it's too expensive. I wish I had a husband like yours!"

a daughter. Does she

not, perhaps she could meet

had never experienced this kind of attention before. She made a show of

hurried over. Aline assumed they'd come to greet her, so she offered them a gracious

approached the ladies in her circle, grabbing their wives by the arm and pulling them

an eye, Aline was left

make sense of what was happening. She watched as

mind? Why are you hanging around with her? Did you not see the headlines

like that? That couple is nothing but trouble. We need

the wrong side of the Saunders family. We can't

finger at his wife and barked, "I brought you to this party to learn something, not to make friends with the bottom of the barrel. If the е Saunders family finds out

darling. I just thought, well, since she's Mrs. Glenwood

realizing just how much trouble they might have brought home, all looked stricken. Each