Silence filled the venue hall as every pair of eyes fixed on Lola. Around the chairman’s table sat the Youngs—as tradition dictated—alongside the chairman himself, with Travis as his quiet plus one. No one knew it, but Travis wasn’t officially invited to this event. Celestine, meanwhile, had joined them by virtue of her status, with an extra chair added to accommodate her.
Even so, there remained one seat reserved for the most important guest of the night: Mrs. Bennet.
The seating arrangements may have shifted slightly after the chairman decided to sit elsewhere, but the count remained the same. Every place card was still in order.
"What is she doing sitting in Mrs. Bennet’s seat?" one of the guests whispered. "Oh, boy... this is going to end badly."
"How humiliating when the guest of honor arrives."
"They’d better fix this before Mrs. Bennet gets here," another murmured, shaking his head. "Otherwise, this will be a disaster. Like a diamond turning into stone. The Bennets don’t strike me as people who enjoy drama."
Ironically, he wasn’t entirely wrong—though the Bennets didn’t like being involved in drama, they certainly enjoyed watching it. In fact, one of them had even started a betting pool about tonight’s event, and the rest gleefully enabled her.
"Now I understand the Youngs’ dilemma with their other daughter," someone sighed. "One daughter’s thriving and about to marry into the Lancasters, and the other one is..."
The speaker trailed off, simply staring at Lola’s glowing skirt. "I’d be horrified."
"There’s no such thing as a perfect family," another guest remarked. "There’s always a black sheep. But in this case, it’s a blinking, neon one."
"Her skirt needs a trigger warning," a lady muttered, shielding her eyes. "It’s making me dizzy."
One after another, the guests regained their composure, only to realize the real problem wasn’t just the outfit. It was where Lola was sitting.
"I guess she hasn’t moved on after all," one whispered. "I heard she used to be obsessed with Derek Lancaster."
Derek heard the murmurs, and his face flushed red. He knew Mrs. Bennet would be arriving soon, and thanks to Lola, she was about to walk into a social catastrophe.
"Lola, have you lost your mind?!" Derek barked. "Do you even know whose seat that is?"
"Yeah." Lola fluttered her long eyelashes lazily. "It’s mine." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
Derek choked, rage rising to his scalp. Talking to Lola was like talking to a wall. Melissa sighed softly beside him, trying to save what little dignity they had left.
"Lola, please," she said quietly, stepping forward. "I know you want to be here, and I’ll find you another seat. But that one... it’s reserved for someone else."
Winning Mrs. Bennet’s favor was more important than making Lola look bad. Well, Melissa didn’t even have to work hard. Lola was already doing all the damage herself.
Chairman Lancaster frowned, while Travis furrowed his brows. Both men were aware—at least vaguely—of Lola and Atlas’s relationship, inferred through Atlas’s actions. But watching Derek’s ignorance made them exchange a knowing glance.
The Youngs’ confused expressions said it all: they were completely unaware.
The chairman shook his head, choosing to remain silent.
Someone’s about to learn a hard lesson.


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