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But after discovering he was the fourth son of the affluent Sanderson family, her affection became earnest.

Color crept up Kelley’s cheeks, a flush of shame spreading across her face.

Lindsay added, “Feigning innocence while engaging in such schemes? Blushing now? Don’t think I’m just another naive suitor you can easily deceive. It’s revolting!”

Kelley held back her wrath, choosing silence over confrontation.

Adjusting her tone, Lindsay leaned in closer and said, “Assist me with a small favor, and I’ll connect you with someone who will make sure you’re well taken care of for life. What do you say to that?”

“What exactly would you need me to do?” Kelley inquired, her voice laced with caution.

“It’s quite simple,” Lindsay assured, gesturing discreetly at Harlee, who was basking in the limelight.

“Just a small embarrassment for her on live TV, and I’ll sort out the details for you.”

The allure in Lindsay’s voice was palpable.

“What if she turns the tables on me?” Kelley voiced her concern.

Kelley’s experience in the cutthroat showbiz arena had honed her wits. She wasn’t easily fooled. She knew Harlee was no pushover, especially given how affectionately Clint had treated her.

“That would simply prove you don’t have what it takes to catch a successful partner,” Lindsay declared with an air of finality, her authority resonating in the tense air.

“You…” Faced with Lindsay’s daunting presence, Kelley bit back her ire, swallowing it whole.

Lindsay’s demeanor shifted subtly, her voice slicing through the tension with calculated coolness.

“I’ll offer you a single opportunity to decide.

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Do you wish to remain a mediocre actress, or ascend to the ranks of the affluent elite? Make your choice.”

Kelley’s heart raced, panic seizing her as she weighed her options.

After a moment’s hesitation, her decision was firm.

“I choose to be a wealthy socialite.” It was her lifelong dream.

A gleeful smile spread across Lindsay’s face.

Her tone, dripping with manipulation, convinced Kelley that failure in this assignment would prove her stupidity.

As the two secretly conspired, Harlee’s expression briefly transformed.

A cunning smile played at the corners of her mouth, disappearing as quickly as it came, her thoughts remaining a mystery.

At the annual gala, the live streaming setup underwent a swift, expert adjustment. To mend fences with the countless viewers online, Spheredale hosted a livestreamed cocktail event, a first of its kind.

Given the preference of many elite guests to avoid the limelight, careful diplomacy was required to balance their privacy with the camera’s invasive gaze. Moreover, with the potential for mishaps at such a gathering, vigilance was paramount.

As the party progressed, Skyla’s energy waned.

Before retiring, she whispered to Clint, entrusting him with Harlee’s care.

Harlee found herself seated between Clint and Tiffany, shielded from the prying eyes of the live broadcast, thanks to a timely heads-up to the production team. The big screen now spared them, focusing elsewhere.

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