Wherever there are too many women gathered, there will always be a few who lack basic grace.
"Why is she still here? How does she have the face to stay?"
"This Chloe Bishop is something else. If I were her, being talked about like that, I’d have run away crying ages ago. She clearly has no shame."
But their petty jabs were like stones thrown into a deep lake—they didn't even ripple Chloe’s composure.
As Chloe approached the center of the room, several socialites physically recoiled as if trying to avoid being contaminated by something "dirty." They whispered behind their fans, their eyes filled with disgust.
Their withdrawal created a natural, wide path directly leading to Madam Grayson.
Chloe had already gathered her frayed emotions, burying them deep under a layer of regal poise. S
