The evening shimred with a vibrant scene; the anticipation of the upcoming celebration was evident in the grandeur of the hall.
Guests mingled throughout the space—businessn and won, nobles, and presidents—each recognizing the significance of the occasion.
Dressed to the nines, they aid to impress while maintaining authority.
With wine glasses partially filled, they engaged in conversations with each other. Among the guests, All Bliss laughed heartily during a discussion.
The evening was a prestigious business gala, bustling with influential and distinguished figures from the industry, all engaged in discussions with one another.
In the midst of a conversation, Evans joined in, and together, they left a notable impression on the business associate they were speaking with.
Riley, adorned in a bespoke vintage blue dress, clicked her heels as she moved about the room. She had been engaging in conversations with affluent bachelors and businessn, but her primary focus that evening was on Tryson's presence.
Unfortunately for her, she couldn't catch a glimpse of Tryson anywhere.
Days had passed without Tryson speaking to her, and she was left pondering what the issue could be.
"Ma'am, you need to have a conversation with Minister Kelvin, your father wanted to re-" Anabelle, her personal assistant, attempted to remind her. However, she fell silent as soon as Riley directed a piercing look her way.
"Are you kidding, Ana? You really think I should talk to so old crone just because my father insisted? I need to see Tryson, and you want to et that man?" Riley's harsh words made Ana drop her gaze slightly.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, I shouldn't have ntioned that," she apologized.
"You know what, why don't you find sothing productive to do? It looks like you have no work right now. I'll take care of myself, so you can just step away," Riley responded curtly.
Ana was reluctant to proceed, aware that it might jeopardize her job, but after a mont's hesitation, she nodded and exited Riley's view.
Riley, initially sporting a frown, quickly changed her expression and walked over to Evans, who was in conversation with a few colleagues.
"Mother," Riley called out calmly, drawing Evans' attention towards her.
Evans quickly excused herself and embraced Riley warmly.
"Oh, my dear," Evans murmured gently as she let go.
"How have you been, dear? It's been a while since I've seen you," Evans remarked, prompting a broad smile from Riley.
"It's certainly been quite a bit. However, I haven't seen Tryson in so ti, and I figured I might find him here."
Evans was just about to say sothing when All approached the won, cutting into their discussion.
"What's the latest discussion about?" he asked casually, drawing their attention, and Riley smiled warmly when she noticed him.
"Hi," Riley greeted All, a smile on his lips.
"It's a pleasure to see you again after such a long ti," All replied, his tone cool yet free of animosity.
Riley rely nodded, appearing to offer her the sa distant attention that Tryson did.
"Well, Sir—" Riley started to say, but the room was filled with murmurs, leaving noticeable pauses that made the trio turn to see what was causing the commotion.
As Riley glanced towards the source of the disturbance with a deep frown, she seed annoyed, watching Tryson and Angel make their way through the crowd, their hands clasped together.
Riley clenched her jaw, overwheld by anger. She couldn't fathom that the man she had been longing for was with soone else.
Yet, she rembered that Evans could handle the situation; after all, their family had always wanted her.
"Mother—" Riley began in a gentle tone, on the verge of voicing her complaint.
However, her words were abruptly halted as she observed Evans stride confidently toward Tryson.
In a mont filled with unexpected anticipation, Riley watched in awe as Evans extended a warm embrace to Angel, catching her completely off guard.
She found herself at a loss for words, overwheld by a sense of disbelief regarding the events that might have been unfolding.
She had learned that Angel had been sent away from the house, which brought her a sense of satisfaction.
This was because it ant she had effectively managed to fend off the woman who had attempted to steal her man.
However, she found herself puzzled by the situation.
How could she truly celebrate this victory when the only individual with the authority to expel Angel seed to be welcoming her instead?
Furthermore, what has been occurring recently?
She wanted the family to remove Angel from their lives, but seeing this as if it were a family reunion made her blood boil.
She had been entirely advantageous to their family, as she ca from the sa social class as they did.
A struggling individual who had almost nothing and couldn't even compare to what she possessed, what options did she have?
To begin with, Tryson had been aloof lately, constantly occupied with his job and then his family. Even though they were courteous to her, she sensed that sothing was amiss.
At any cost, she had to uncover the truth.
In the next mont, she couldn't even get close to All as he advanced toward the couple who were conversing with Evans, as if nothing unusual was occurring.
Her jaw tightened, her fist clenched firmly, and she stamped her foot in their direction.
"Tryson, you made it," she exclaid joyfully, clutching his arm and feigning ignorance of Angel standing next to him.
"Listen, Tryson, I was waiting for you the entire ti. You really worried ; I feared sothing might have happened," Riley expressed with concern.
"There's actually soone I want to introduce you to, Riley," Tryson replied smoothly.
He gently took her hand from his arm and softly released it.
Riley was astonished.
What was going on?
"This is Angel Johnson, and she's my fiancée," Tryson stated, his expression unwavering.
Riley gaped in shock, her lips parting slightly as she struggled to process his words, then she stamred, "Your fiancée?"
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