He might not make it. So he said his regards.
However, if he does atttend
Elena’s stomach clenched.
“He’s bringing a date,” Chloe continued, her voice sweetly venomous. “A real one this time. A countess from Italy. Old money. Discreet. Everything you’re never going to be.”
The words landed like a slap.
“I guess he finally got that dark obsession out of his system,” Chloe added lightly. “People do get bored of broken toys.”
Elena’s breath caught.
Sameer felt it immediately. His arm tightened around her waist, firm and protective. “That’s enough.”
Chloe raised her hands in mock surrender. “Relax. I’m just making conversation.”
She leaned closer to Elena, her voice dropping. “Try not to embarrass yourself tonight. Cameras are everywhere.”
Then she turned and walked away, heels clic
