Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 189 Opportunity Favors the Prepared

Aron's granddaughter-in-law, Wren Hill, often got invites to these fancy parties. When Aron told her about my situation, she was cool with bringing me along.

That evening, I threw on a loose dress, hoping to hide my belly. Wren picked me up. She was around my age, stunning, and super composed.

On the way, I was a bundle of nerves. She noticed and smiled, "Don't stress. When we get there, just take it easy. Some things take time. Just soak in the high society vibe. There'll be plenty more chances like this." Wren, a government official from a politically powerful family in Seabreeze Harbor, shared how her family initially didn't approve of her relationship with Alex Hill, a fresh med school grad.

Alex went abroad for four years to further his studies. Despite being introduced to many wealthy suitors, Wren waited for her true love. When Alex came back as a top-notch doctor, her family finally gave their blessing. Wren and Alex's story hit me hard. Perfect matches were rare, and true love needed constant effort and strong hearts to overcome obstacles.

The Sunset Haven Club, in the city's swankiest area, was packed with the rich and famous. I followed Wren inside, trying to be low-key. The grand hall was bustling but not loud, with soft music and the occasional clink of glasses. After Wren introduced me around, she went off to chat with friends, leaving me feeling awkward and out of place. The luxurious setting and wealthy vibe made me feel like I didn't belong. My nervousness and insecurity seemed to reflect off the shiny floor.

Rich folks often looked down on the poor, like Victor did with me. I used to think I had dignity despite being poor, but now I needed to navigate this world to give my kid a better life. Dignity alone couldn't feed us or ensure a good living. Opportunities were rare, and I couldn't back down. Taking a deep breath, I approached a group of women chatting in small clusters.

"Hey, ladies. Can I have a few minutes of your time?" I tried to hide my nerves and asked politely.

The women gave me sharp looks. In their world, connections were all about money and status, not friendships. Without brand-name clothes or jewelry, it felt like I had a big "poor" sign on my face, and no one was friendly.

I thickened my skin and continued. "I want to introduce you to medical aesthetics. Interested?"

One young lady in a black evening dress with exposed shoulders and perfect makeup snorted, "This is a high-end club. Don't bring your low-class stuff here."

Another lady looked me up and down, her gaze stopping at my belly.

"You look unfamiliar and not like club staff. How did you get in?"

"Yeah, I've never seen you before."

Facing their doubts and aggressive questioning, I started to panic. I didn't dare to tell them that Wren brought me in, fearing it would cause her trouble. Suddenly, a waiter hurried over to me.

"Miss, our boss wants to see you."

I pointed at

The waiter nodded. "Yes."

feeling anxious. Would the club owner blame me for

booth near the railing on the

please wait here. Our

my palms sweaty. I could see the whole first floor

in front of me. I stood up, staring at his

I'm sorry. It was wrong of me to sneak into the party without an invitation. Please don't be mad. But please

of me gave a light cough. "I'm not the

taken aback and

placed his fist

an invitation, let's cut to the chase.

words were polite, not accusatory at all. But my guilty conscience made me feel like he was grilling

I clutched my handbag tightly, my

be pretty sharp to run such a big club. Since he called me over alone, he probably already knew why I was here. Making up an

medical aesthetics. I'm sorry for not getting your boss's permission first. If he minds, I can apologize in person and

boss is tied up with something and can't come over right now. But he said you could use our stage for ten minutes to do your thing." So, the boss already knew

a high-end party, directly targeting so many high-spending individuals, would likely have a hefty advertising fee

believe my ears. I firmly believed

and smiled. "Ms., rest assured, our boss keeps his word. You have ten minutes to

some other hidden

looks. Besides, anyone could see I was

the opportunity was presented, I had

I use the big screen?" I

and nodded. "Of

reminded me. "Ms., don't forget; you only have ten

USB drive to the control room, and clenched my

onto the stage, spotlights on me. The crowd looked up. I paused at

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