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One by one, Lyndon presented the women to Rosalynn, all distinguished figures from Skrix society. She greeted each with a courteous nod and a practiced smile.

However, upon meeting the last woman's gaze, her smile faded slightly.

It was lvy Larson.

The memory of their last uncomfortable encounter lingered in Rosalynn’s mind.

Caught off guard by Rosalynn’s status as a Moreno, Ivy’s face bore a tinge of awkwardness.

“Miss Moreno,” she greeted.

“You can refer to me as Rosalynn,” she stated without emotion.

Achill swept over lvy’s features. Under her composed exterior, irritation simmered. Rosalynn’s disregard for her goodwill hadn’t gone unnoticed.

Had Rosalynn not been a Moreno, would she have bothered conversing with her? Hell no!

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The unexpected sight of Tilda, perched upon a chair, altered Ivy’s expression subtly.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Her presence was puzzling.

Had Tilda been enjoying the company of these people until now?

“Lyndon, allow me to acquaint you with some friends,” Rosalynn offered, presenting Hutton and Karina.

Upon mentioning Tilda, Lyndon’s gaze hardened momentarily.

“Miss Larson?”

Adjusting her glasses with a strained smile, Tilda excused herself, “Pardon me, Rosalynn, Karina. | have to go to the restroom.”

Her departure was hasty, her foot colliding with a nearby table.

She teetered, nearly tumbling over.

“Be carefull”

Lyndon’s reflexes were swift, steadying her arm. Tilda recoiled from his touch as though burnt. “Don’t touch me!”

Her complexion paled significantly.