When Mia returned to the ballroom, she was lost in thought, worried that Claire had picked up on something during their conversation.
Andrew noticed her distant expression and felt slightly annoyed. "Mia, are you even listening to me?"
"Sorry, I was just thinking about something else," Mia quickly snapped back to attention, flashing her usual harmless smile.
Laura, standing nearby, frowned as she watched her daughter. This was Mia's golden opportunity to rub elbows with the elite.
If Mia misspoke because of her distraction, it could be a disaster. Laura hurriedly pulled Mia aside, her voice sharp with reproach. "What's wrong with you?"
This time, Mia's face finally showed a hint of worry as she recounted everything that had just happened to Laura.
Laura instantly panicked. "How could
