"Don't tell her what happened. If you do, she'll kill you." Alexa muttered, right before Louisa walked in.

"Why did you flop the gala?" She asked immediately.

"Flop? I didn't flop it, mom. I just left the avenue." She replied, handing her mother a glass of wine. Louisa stared at her for a while and then dropped the glass on the table.

"Exactly. Why'd you leave it? More than half of the people there were waiting to see the face behind Velvet Vixen and you just disappeared like that." She argued further.

"I'm pretty sure they are just there for the dress." Alexa muttered as she sipped her wine, glancing...