Eleanor's face went rigid, and her displeasure was impossible to miss.
She was used to my obedience. She had never seen me burn this brightly, outshining every guest in the room, including her own son.
At the edge of the crowd, Chloe was making her way toward Ethan. She had spent hours perfecting her white gown and her soft, innocent smile.
The moment her eyes landed on me, her expression froze. Jealousy and dread flashed across her face before she quickly tried to hide them.
I could almost see the calculation behind her eyes.
It had to be the jewelry. That had to be why I looked different tonight.
Where could a washed-up housewife like me have found rubies like that?
Chloe could not let this stand. Tonight, she had to stake her claim and crush me before the entire room.
She shot s
