Yala’s POV
Freya stood before me, staring as if I were an alien. She tried to mask her shock at seeing me at such an important event.
"How did you get in here?" she asked, her tone was so rude that it was obvious she thought of herself as one of the event organizers, and me as a mere gate-crasher, sneaking into someone else's party.
My smile widened as I responded, "Good evening, Freya. How are you? I got in the same way you did."
"Impossible!" she exclaimed, and I rolled my eyes. "The Ricci family would never send an invitation to someone like you," she said with disdain.
"Isn't that something? Amazing that you think that way, but in this case, the Ricci family thinks differently. However, that's none of your business, right? So, let's end this conversation that shouldn't have starte
