Chloe’s Pov I caught Alistair’s gaze as he casually shrugged, a smile playing on his lips. Glancing over at my mother, I couldn’t help but mirror his grin. Anxious thoughts raced through my mind as I pondered how she might react upon learning about my background. I couldn't shake the uncertainty of whether she would embrace me or regard me with the same disdain as the rest of Alistair's family. Would she too label me a pauper and chastise Alistair for the supposed error of welcoming me into the family? "You're even more beautiful in person," she complimented, and I felt my cheeks flush as she enveloped me in a warm embrace. It was evident that someone had briefed her about me, and I had a strong suspicion that it was Alistair. The thought that he found me beautiful sent a thrill through me. "Thank you," I managed to say once I found my voice, gently pulling away from the embrace and tucking a few strands of hair behind my ears. "You look great as well," I complimented, earning a