Scarlett's POV
The reception was in full swing, and I was doing everything in my power not to explode. My cheeks ached from smiling for hours, and my head pounded from the endless chatter around me, but, of course, my misery wasn’t enough for the universe.
My father had taken it upon himself to drag me from one table to another, introducing me to his “esteemed” business associates as though I were some sort of trophy he’d won.
“Gentlemen, meet my daughter, Scarlett Montgomery,” he would say, puffing his chest with pride. “She’s the one who managed to secure that Korean deal I mentioned earlier. Impressive, isn’t it?”
The words were barely out of his mouth before one of his guests, a balding man with a permanent smirk plastered across his face, replied, “Ah, yes, I heard about that. A
