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We arrived at the banquet hall, and everyone seemed to be amazed to see Thorne with a woman. No one asked who I was, but I could hear every woman whispering to each other, as they looked at me.

I didn’t care much as long as Thorne was holding me all the time. I didn’t feel uninvited because, every time, he made me feel I belonged in this party, in this circle.

“You’ve got a gorgeous date here, Master Wright.” Mr. Winston, one of the bank’s executives, complimented me, giving me a broad smile. I returned it with a warm smile as well.

I felt Thorne’s hand suddenly pull...