“I wasn’t expecting you here.” A familiar but sarcastic voice echoed.


    M looked over and found Nathan’s aunt, Lindsey. She greeted her politely, “Hi, Lindsey.”


    Lindsey, dressed luxuriously, sneered, “You’re not married to Nathan anymore. I must ask you to address me formally.”


    M wasn’t bothered. “I’m sorry, Ms. Morrison.”


    “Today’s guests are all bigwigs. And what are you, then? Who invited you here?”


    M ignored her question. Phoebe gritted her teeth and was ready to retort, but M held her hand and signaled for her


    to keep quiet.


    Slowly, the Morrisons approached and seemed surprised when they saw M. Although she was no longer married to


    Nathan, M greeted them all.


    Gary, Florence, Taylor, and Wendy all greeted her warmly, while Tobias and Cheryl remained. stoic and seemed


    displeased to see her.


    Like Lindsey, Duke and La looked disgusted at the sight of M. It seemed that having her around


    made the party less impressive.


    “How can anyone be so shameless? The woman who stole someone else’s first love is now trying to


    spy on someone else’s husband,” La taunted.


    Unable to hold back, Phoebe retorted, “Who are you calling shameless? Stop beating around the bush


    and just say what you mean.”


    In her usual arrogance, La snapped back, “I’m talking about Suzanne. Did I say anything wrong?


    How can she be so shameless to attend Sally’s engagement party?”


    “You!” Phoebe’s face contorted with rage. She wanted to hit La so badly.


    M stopped Phoebe and smiled thinly at La. “La, if you find my presence disturbing, you’re free


    to excuse yourself. You don’t have to grace us by your presence to spew negativity and make yourself


    look bad, right?”


    La’s face turned sour. She was about to speak when Gary sternly interrupted, “This is the Hoffises‘


    and Scotts‘ party. Don’t make a fool of yourself.”


    Lindsey came to La’s defense. “Gary, Suzanne’s already divorced from Nathan. You should


    remember who your daughter–inw is.”


    M didn’t feel like arguing with Lindsey and La. She led Phoebe away after nodding goodbye to


    Gary and Florence.


    As they were leaving, Phoebe asked, “M, why does General Morrison have such quirky rtives?


    And why can’t I tell them off just now?”


    “Remember why we’re here today, ” M said while leading Phoebe through the crowd.


    “I didn’t forget,” Phoebe muttered.


    Suddenly, M bumped into someone’s chest. She stepped back and looked up apologetically. I’m


    sorry. I’m so sorry.”


    The man looked ordinary but had captivating eyes. He looked at M and smiled. “It’s all right. Are you


    okay?”


    “I’m fine,” M answered. She was about to leave with Phoebe but the man grabbed her arm. M was startled. She tried


    to pull away but couldn’t free herself.


    Phoebe acted quickly and shoved the man away. She shielded M and demanded, “What do you want?”


    The man looked at Phoebe for a second, then turned to M and said softly, “I’m Dn Scott. I’d like to get to know you.


    What’s your name? Do you mind if I have your number?”


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    M and Phoebe remembered him from the photo on the entrance wall. Dn Scott was


    Sally’s fiancé and party host.


    “Sorry, she doesn’t want to know you. Especially not someone else’s husband,” Phoebe said


    firmly.