Linda had a way of rubbing people the wrong way. Most of the other heiresses kept their distance, but honestly, Linda seemed just as happy to ignore them right back. After saying a few quick hellos to some of the city’s big shots, she found herself an empty spot and settled in.
She looked up when Isabella and Barbara walked over.
“Ms. White, why are you sitting here all alone?” Barbara asked, her tone polite and careful.
Linda raised her eyebrow. “Why, am I not supposed to?”
Barbara just smiled. “It’s your choice.”
Linda’s gaze shifted to Isabella. “Your family’s here. Aren’t you going to say hi?” She nodded toward Natalie, who was standing with Jordan and Ethan close by.
Isabella followed her gaze. “Three people is already crowded enough. I don’t think I’ll squeeze in.” It wasn’t like she could, even if she wanted to. She knew her place.
Linda swirled her wine, watching the way it caught the light. “You’re pretty generous about it.”
Isabella just smiled, not bothering to respond. What else could she do? Ethan didn’t love her. If she tried to compete with Natalie, she’d only get hurt. Last time she tried that, she lost everything. She wasn’t about to make the same mistake twice.
Linda glanced at both of them. “Mind if I sit with you?”
It was a tricky question. The Carter Group and the White Group didn’t get along, thanks to the Carter Group’s close ties with the Adams Group. Barbara and Linda ran into each other often enough to know each other, but it never went beyond that. Sometimes, they even butted heads. And Isabella, well, she was an Adams. Sitting with the enemy would definitely get people talking.
“Go ahead, Ms. White,” Isabella said, not missing a beat.


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