hree: Nam

luncheons, networking nights, those were worlds far removed from her own. She only attended this one because her be

y slipped into the chandelier lit hall. "This is where futures

ed, clutching her notebook like a shi

e already wide, darting toward the entran

n Brian Cart

perfectly tailored suit that seemed to command the air around him. His presence

uninterested,until, for the briefest second, his eyes met hers. A spa

y. "That, my dear, is not a prince. That's

er cheeks burned. Men like him

l,in a glittering gown slid up beside Brian and slipped her hand into his

the Hales, you know, old money, massive empire, scandalously rich. R

fiancé. Of course. Someone

at him, but Alice caught something fleeting in his eyes,

ss the room, landing on Alice again,

ked grin. "Oh, girl... this

shment table,right where Brian and Clarissa were standing. Alice's heart thundered

riend here nearly died running to make it on time ton

ide with horror. "S

Alice again. "If she nearly died for it," he said smoothly, h

ention. "I-thank you," she managed, clutchin

's arm sharpening. "Darling, we really should

he held her gaze, unreadable and yet almost... curious. Then he incline

croissant,"

Alice shaken and Sophie grinning like she'd ju

ed, sipping her champagne.