"Okay," Nathaniel answered.

As they embraced, their thoughts were worlds apart.

Nathaniel was preoccupied with Rebecca's health, while Rebecca was focused on seizing the rare opportunity to get close to Damon if he attended the party the following night. It might be her only chance to make something happen with him.

...

The next evening, when Nyla arrived at Valarie's house, the driveway was already lined with luxury cars.

After confirming Nyla's identity, a maid escorted her into the hall.

Upon entering, Nyla immediately noticed the many eyes fixed on her, accompanied by a murmuring buzz.

"Isn't that Nyla? I thought after her divorce from Clark, she'd completely fade from this circle."

"Why would she have the nerve to attend Valarie's birthday party? Is she hoping to catch a wealthy suitor here?"

Who would take her seriously? Maybe for a fling, but not

the murmurs, and

"Nyla is my friend and a guest at tonight's party. She is no different from anyone else here. If anyone has a problem with my friend, you are welcome to leave. Tonight is

Phoebe, standing nearby, whispered,

everyone here is an elite in Saintornia Offending them could jeopardize your father's business. They're merely gossiping, and Nyla isn't worth losing

Nyla with a warm smile. "Nyla,

appreciated Valarie's defense but knew it might stir up even

with the other guests. Don't let me affect your

look down on you aren't worth

toward a secluded

suppress any sign of distress. She forced another smile and continued greeting the other guests, gradually restoring

guided Nyla to

"Nyla, this is Oliver Raynor, a senio of mine from university. He's still single. Oliver, meet Nyla Jayston, my best friend whom I've told you so much

was dressed in a white suit and appeared both

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