~Narrator’s~

“You really brought her to this event?” Adele purrs as she swirls the wine in her glass like it’s a weapon. “That’s bold.”

The ballroom glows under golden chandeliers. Crystal flutes sparkle. Billionaire wives and sharp-tongued board members float through like silk ghosts. And Reo, dark suit and clenched jaw, walks two paces ahead of Jennie like he’s dragging a shadow behind him.

Jennie feels it instantly. The stares. The whispers. The inaudible Why her again?

Adele blends right in, as elegant and venomous as ever. Her fake bump is wrapped in a velvet gown, while her hair is curled in perfect loops. She leans toward a trio of...