e Sterling char
relli gown fit her perfectly. The gold embroidery caught the light, making her l
own the gran
his phone. Catherine was adjusting her diamonds. Olivia
ll loo
. Catherine's hand froze on her n
every step. Her hair was styled in a simple, elegant updo that highlighted her
ooked powerful. She looked
planned to outshine Nora, but now she felt li
dress, and it was a triumph of her taste. And resentment-because
dn't like things he couldn't control, a
his voice low and urgent. "Tonight is about business and reputation. You will sm
her arm, then up at his f
ed her, s
e was silent. Olivia tried to make conversation, but Cat
passing landscape. She was menta
than the Beaumont estate. Flashbulbs went off like st
oors
at I said," he murmured, his voice too low for the cameras to hear. "You are a Beaumont tonight. Ac
r back. Edward was making a calculated move. The "return of the true hei
nd resting lightly on Edward's. The
ra! Ove
re you engaged to
didn't flinch from the lights or the shoutin
hem, sandwiched between Catherine
littering and loud. A live orchestra
family and dove into the crowd, greeting her
alk business with a
old court with the
as lef
nd a quiet corner. She picked up a glass o
d who spoke to whom. She watched the power dynam
he looked like a wallflow
hidden behind a glass partition,
m. He saw the stillness of her posture.
f generals and kings. It was the look of s
f his scotch. H
ng to a group of her friends. S
with a sharp face, laughed. "Wa
llroom like a pack of wolves, their si
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