Three days later, Marwick. The year's top gathering of international high society.This banquet, drawing the world's powerful, its business titans, its underworld names, was hosted entirely by the Ellison family, the grandest event the upper circles had.The hall blazed with light, the crystal chandeliers throwing color everywhere, perfume and silk, the clink of glasses.I wore a custom couture gown in snow white, the hem scattered with fine starlight crystals, my face cool and striking, my carriage straight and easy.The old softness and forbearance gone, I carried a cool, highborn poise now, every movement the composure of Miss Ava at her highest.Evan took my hand and led me to the center of the hall, and said, low, to every powerful person there, "This is my sister. Ava. The brightest treasure the Ellison family has. And the designer you all know as Zola, that's another name of hers."The moment the words left his mouth, the whole room erupted in shock.Everyone bowed in turn, thei
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