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I walked back to where I was formally seated and clicked on the email and read; Dearest distinguished guest, To congratulate the Doctor, Aurora and to celebrate the survival of our pack, you are invited to a celebratory dinner tomorrow night at the palace at seven hundred hours. Feel free to bring a plus one and come celebrate with us. RSVP to this invite if you would attend. “Wow.” I blew out a rush of breath, my cheeks widening with smiles. “Are you sure the email was meant for you? I mean, I thought they would cancel us after the last dinner we had.”

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For the version of myself that has gone through heartbreak and still had the strength to stand. Lucas was already there,with some tools in his hands while directing the volunteers arranging the chairs and unpacking decoration. He looked up and smiled at me. “You're here early.” “I needed fresh air.” I said calmly. “I wanted inspiration.” He handed me a folder. These are the RSVPs. We have confirmed three media outlets. And someone from…..The Prime. “The prime?” My eyes widened. “They are working on a feature on women-led organizations birthed from natural traumas. And…. You're one.

“They only stopped operations because they could not fund it. They gave me their word that it will continue once they receive adequate funding.” Kane’s eyes grew a little wider. He didn’t know that. With her voice picking up speed, Sophia added. “ I also have a plan. An entire strategy for minimizing damage. A fresh advertising campaign to deal with the controversy. And I have news that will excite you all.” Seeing that she had gotten their attention, she continued. “We just secured a partnership with Prime Properties.” A sharp gasp echoed in the room and then they all broke into smiles, except Kane.

She was back. And she wanted the throne. *** The press went into an uproar. The moment the press release hit the wire, Natalie's name was trending once again. News outlets scrambled to update their headlines: *Natalie Evans Back with Billion-Dollar Startup.* *The former socialite scorned and turned tech genius.* * "Regaining Her Throne: Natalie Evans Overturns Her Image." Developed by Demand Studios. It all occurred in front of Regina's eyes in her Ritz-Carlton suite. She had chosen the location deliberately—a public return in one of the city's most elitist hotels. Elena her assistant, buzzed around the room while her PR team strategized the next step carefully.

His gaze hardened. “I won’t be invisible again.” Tyrone’s phone lit up with a calendar reminder he had personally set: Will.N Inauguration Gala Tonight Below it, a note he didn’t remember typing but recognized instantly: Make her see you.

Eve The glass I shattered last night has been swept away. I woke up to a pristine floor, a pristine room, and a pristine silence. It’s as if my outburst never happened. As if my rage is just another mess for the staff to clean up while Dominik pretends he doesn’t have a wife who is slowly losing her mind from his enforced celibacy. But tonight, he can’t hide. Tonight is the annual charity gala for the City Preservation Trust. It’s one of the few mandatory events on the Grimaldi calendar. A night where the sharks put on tuxedos and pretend to care about historical architecture while laundering money through donations.

"The election is coming up, and we can't afford any more negative publicity." Beth slowly replaced her irritation with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. "Excellent, my dear. Now, let's make sure we're ready for your big announcement. The world is waiting to see the next governor of New York." ****** Kamila strode through the glass doors of the exclusive Starlet Boutique, feeling a bit giddy. The Smithson charity gala was just around the corner, and she needed to look nothing short of exquisite. After all, she was about to be revealed to the world as the Smithson heiress, and she wanted to make a lasting impression.

“Hello boss. Just so you know… there was no other way…” Marco began. I cut him off. “Save your breath. I know how stubborn she can be. I’m putting my wedding reception back on the calendar.” “How far back on the calendar?” Marco asked after a heartbeat. “Tomorrow.” He whistled. “Nico wants to claim his earlier engagement to Amara, and I want to put him in his place.” “So—” “Give the phone to Vita.” “What makes you think Vita’s here?” “I think we should ask your libido.”