NovelUSAChapter 495 At that moment, Dick was busy mingling with the crowd, making connections wherever he could.
Not far away, Aline was deep in conversation with a group of well-dressed ladies.
She sat at the very center of their little circle, basking in their admiration, finally enjoying her moment in the spotlight.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe Glenwood family was the most powerful household in Crestwood. Even though Dick wasn't Scales's biological son-just his adopted child-Scales doted on him. And the Glenwood nalone was enough to open any door. Now that Aline was Mrs. Glenwood, she knew everyone out there would have to call her by that title, whether they liked it or not.
Aline sat perfectly poised, sipping her champagne as one woman after another cup to toast her and heap on the compliments. If they'd gone any further, they might have praised her all the way back to infancy.
"Mrs. Glenwood, your skin is just flawless-like porcelain, honestly." "If you have time, Mrs. Glenwood, we should book a spa day together sometime." "I absolutely love that necklace, Mrs. Glenwood. I've had my eye on it for ages, but my husband says it's too expensive. I wish I had a husband like yours!" "Mrs. Glenwood, I heard you have a daughter. Does she have a boyfriend yet?" "If not, perhaps she could meet my son sometime?" Aline had never experienced this kind of attention before. She made a show of it, playing the part of the prestigious hostess to perfection.
Just then, a few middle-aged men hurried over. Aline assumed they'd cto greet her, so she offered them a gracious smile.
But the men barely glanced her way. Instead, they strode right past her and approached the ladies in her circle, grabbing their wives by the arm and pulling them aside.
In the blink of an eye, Aline was left standing alone.
Her smile faltered as she tried to make sense of what was happening. She watched as the men, their brows furrowed, whispered urgently to their wives.
"Honey, have you lost your mind? Why are you hanging around with her? Did you not see the headlines last week?" "How could you associate with people like that? That couple is nothing but trouble. We need to steer clear, or we'll be the laughingstock of Crestwood. Let's go." "Sweetheart, her daughter just got on the wrong side of the Saunders family. We can't afford to be anywhere near her. Con, let's leave." One man, red-faced with fury, jabbed his finger at his wife and barked, "I brought you to this party to learn something, not to make friends with the bottom of the barrel. If the e Saunders family finds out we've been mingling with people like her, and we lose their business, I swear you'll regret it." His wife ducked her head, murmuring apologies. "I'm sorry, darling. I just thought, well, since she's Mrs.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmGlenwood now, it would be good to know her. I didn't mean to cause any trouble for you." The women, realizing just how much trouble they might have brought home, all looked stricken. Each one shot Aline a withering glare before hurrying away after their husbands.
Aline's face went white as a sheet.
She barely understood what had just happened, but she'd caught a few words about her daughter in the flurry of whispers. Had Jeanette gotten into trouble? Panic flickered in Aline's eyes. She set her glass down and went off in search of her daughter.
She scoured the room, but there was no sign of Jeanette. Then, at the center of a growing crowd, she finally e caught sight of her. Aline hurriedover, intending to ask what was going on, but as she drew closer, her heart sank.
Jeanette stood at the center of the crowd, her cheeks swollen and red, a smear of blood on her lips. Red wine dripped from her hair, staining her white dress a garish crimson. She looked utterly humiliated. Aline's face blanched. She pushed through the crowd and rushed to her daughter's side. She grabbed Jeanette's shoulders, her voice trembling. "Jeanette, what happened to you?"
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