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Violet stood straight in front of everyone, her posture relaxed, her expression calm to the point it felt insulting. Her eyes drifted lazily around the room, as if she owned the place, as if this wasn\u2019t the most exclusive event of the year.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The lights caught her features perfectly, highlighting her smooth skin, the sharp line of her jaw, the way her black dress hugged her body like it was made just for her. People were staring. No, people were captivated.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My chest tightened painfully.\u00a0<\/p>\n
What is the meaning of this? How could she be here? Why is this bitch here?\u00a0<\/p>\n
No matter where I went, no matter how carefully I planned everything, she always appeared where I didn\u2019t want her to be. It felt like she was following me, like death itself had locked its eyes on me and refused to look away until it claimed me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The thought made my stomach twist.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The crowd around us began to murmur, voices overlapping with curiosity as they took in the scene.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s going on?\u201d someone asked. \u201cWhy are they making a scene in the middle of the party? Who are they?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI know that man,\u201d another voice chimed in. \u201cThat\u2019s Mr. Moore, the owner of Moore Hospital, one of the biggest hospitals in the country. Those two women must be part of his family.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd the other woman,\u201d someone added, pointing directly at me, \u201cshe came with Mr. Matthew. That must be his girlfriend.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My spine straightened instinctively at that.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThen who\u2019s that beautiful lady in the black dress?\u201d another person asked, eyes glued to Violet. \u201cAnd the young boy with her? I\u2019ve never seen them before.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI have no idea but if they\u2019re invited to this party, they must be important. I mean look at her, that dress must cost a fortune.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The whispers echoed around us, growing louder, pressing in on my ears. Every compliment thrown her way felt like a slap to my face. My nails dug into my palms as heat rushed up my neck.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I scoffed sharply, unable to take it anymore, my face burning with anger.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cImportant?\u201d I said loudly, my voice dripping with mockery. \u201cYou\u2019re all wrong.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The room went quiet just enough for people to hear me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThey\u2019re not important,\u201d I continued, crossing my arms tightly over my chest. \u201cThere must be a mistake. There is no way those two were invited to this party. They must have done something to sneak inside.\u201d I\u00a0<\/p>\n
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laughed coldly. \u201cTrust me. No matter what you think you\u2019re seeing, people like them would never be invited to an event like this.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
All eyes shifted to me, then back to Violet. I saw the irritation flicker across some faces, it didn\u2019t matter. They believed me. Everyone thought I was Matthew\u2019s girlfriend. I belonged here. Compared to me, Violet was nobody.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Someone muttered, \u201cWhat is the meaning of this? How could someone uninvited get into Mr. Hades Sinclair\u2019s wedding party?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt doesn\u2019t make sense,\u201d another person agreed. \u201cShe\u2019s ruining the event for everyone.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWe should call security,\u201d a voice suggested. \u201cThey need to be taken out immediately.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A slow, satisfied smile spread across my lips. I uncrossed my arms only to fold them again, my confidence returning as I lifted my chin. \u201cYes. You should call security. This isn\u2019t a place just anyone can enter without permission.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I looked straight at Violet then, daring her to react.\u00a0<\/p>\n
No matter how calm she looked, no matter how beautiful everyone thought she was, wherever Sinclair stood was my territory. And I was going to make sure she remembered that.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t want her here.\u00a0<\/p>\n
If she met Matthew, if she opened her mouth even once, she could expose me. She could bring up the evidence, and Matthew would know the truth about me pretending to be sick, about everything I had so carefully built. I wasn\u2019t ready for that. Not when my plan was so close to succeeding.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I needed Matthew to hate Violet so much that even if she shoved the evidence straight into his hands, he wouldn\u2019t believe a single word she said.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He had to doubt her, despise her, and see her as nothing more than a liar who wanted to ruin our relationship.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So Volet being here was a problem. She had to be removed immediately.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Thankfully, it should be easy because I was right, there was no way Violet could legitimately enter this party. Even if she really did have a sugar daddy, even if some older man was backing her up, there was no way he was influential enough to get her into this event.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This was Hades Sinclair\u2019s wedding party. Power like this didn\u2019t open its doors to nobodies.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When I heard someone say they were about to call security, relief washed over me. This would be over soon.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The voice cut through the noise, and everyone turned.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Riley\u2019s father, who had been standing there looking just as shocked as the rest of us, finally seemed to snap out of it. He shook his head again, his expression tight.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cNo,\u201d he repeated. \u201cThey\u2019re my niece and nephew. They are with me. I brought them here.\u00a0<\/p>\n
My smile vanished.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I frowned, irritation flaring.\u00a0<\/p>\n
What the hell was he doing? Was he insane?\u00a0<\/p>\n
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I turned sharply toward Riley, ready to silently demand that she control her father before he made things worse. But Riley wasn\u2019t looking at me. She wasn\u2019t looking at anyone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She was trembling.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her face had gone pale, her hands clenched at her sides as if she wished she could disappear into the floor. The sight made me bite down on my lip. I understood her reaction more than I wanted to admit. After everything that had happened, after everything Violet had done, fear was natural.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even I, no matter how much I hated her, was scared of Violet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Before I could say anything, Riley\u2019s mother grabbed her husband\u2019s hand, her nails digging into his skin as she said. \u201cDon\u2019t try to lie for her. You know perfectly well she didn\u2019t come with us.\u201d Her voice shook with anger. \u201cBecause you keep spoiling her, that\u2019s why she thinks she can do whatever she wants. But this is unacceptable. How could she and her brother crash the Sinclair party? Does she want to ruin us?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThink about your family before you act.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her gaze shifted to Violet, and the disgust in her eyes was obvious.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou,\u201d she said coldly, pointing at her, \u201cget out of here this instant, before security throws you out. Don\u2019t you know your place?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Violet didn\u2019t answer. She didn\u2019t even flinch or look offended. She just stood there, calm and composed, watching us like we were nothing more than a mildly amusing show. That lack of reaction only seemed to enrage Riley\u2019s mother further. She took a step forward, her hand lifting as if she intended to grab Violet and drag her out herself, but she stopped, standing completely frozen.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And all it took was one look from Violet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I don\u2019t know what it was about her eyes, but in that moment, it sent a chill down my spine. Riley\u2019s mother stiffened, her hand dropping slowly, as if her body had betrayed her will.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Violet tilted her head slightly, her gaze dark. Then, as if she could no longer control herself, a soft, amused chuckle slipped from her lips, like we had just told the best joke of the night.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t I know my place?\u201d Violet said, her tone dripping with mockery. \u201cAh, what a joke. And here I was, thinking people still had some sense.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBut you keep proving me wrong,\u201d Her eyes swept over all of us. \u201cBut, I suppose common sense really isn\u2019t\u00a0<\/p>\n
that common after all.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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