Elena’s POVBoth the maid and Meredith stood in front of me, smirking. Meredith traced her finger along her collarbone and bit down on her lip.“Good thing the dress is a knock-off,” she said. “I’d hate to see a real Chanel ruined.”Gritting my teeth and dabbing at my dress, I decided not to correct her. What was the point? I didn’t know whether or not Lucian’s mother, Vivenne, was in on this. But it was possible. This family had a way of testing people.I honestly doubted that Vivenne was behind this. It was too petty for a woman like her. She had other, more intelligent ways of ruining people. This had ‘Meredith’ written all over it.Even so, I wasn’t going to play along. I ignored Meredith. Lucian approached, his brows furrowed.“Oh my gosh,” he said, grabbing his own napkin. “Here, let me help…”“No thank you,” I said. But he started dabbing at my chest with the napkin. I swatted at his hand, firmly pushing it away. “I said, no. Thank. You.”He looked dumbfounded, with the crink
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