Chapter 440:
But after discovering he was the fourth son of the affluent Sanderson family, her affection became earnest.
Color crept up Kelleyâs cheeks, a flush of shame spreading across her face.
Lindsay added, âFeigning innocence while engaging in such schemes? Blushing now? Donât think Iâm just another naive suitor you can easily deceive. Itâs revolting!â
Kelley held back her wrath, choosing silence over confrontation.
Adjusting her tone, Lindsay leaned in closer and said, âAssist me with a small favor, and Iâll connect you with someone who will make sure youâre well taken care of for life. What do you say to that?â
âWhat exactly would you need me to do?â Kelley inquired, her voice laced with caution.
âItâs quite simple,â Lindsay assured, gesturing discreetly at Harlee, who was basking in the limelight.
âJust a small embarrassment for her on live TV, and Iâll sort out the details for you.â
The allure in Lindsayâs voice was palpable.
âWhat if she turns the tables on me?â Kelley voiced her concern.
Kelleyâs experience in the cutthroat showbiz arena had honed her wits. She wasnât easily fooled. She knew Harlee was no pushover, especially given how affectionately Clint had treated her.
âThat would simply prove you donât have what it takes to catch a successful partner,â Lindsay declared with an air of finality, her authority resonating in the tense air.
âYouâ¦â Faced with Lindsayâs daunting presence, Kelley bit back her ire, swallowing it whole.
Lindsayâs demeanor shifted subtly, her voice slicing through the tension with calculated coolness.
âIâll 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.â
Kelleyâs heart raced, panic seizing her as she weighed her options.
After a momentâs hesitation, her decision was firm.
âI choose to be a wealthy socialite.â It was her lifelong dream.
A gleeful smile spread across Lindsayâs face.
Her tone, dripping with manipulation, convinced Kelley that failure in this assignment would prove her stupidity.
As the two secretly conspired, Harleeâs 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 cameraâs invasive gaze. Moreover, with the potential for mishaps at such a gathering, vigilance was paramount.
As the party progressed, Skylaâs energy waned.
Before retiring, she whispered to Clint, entrusting him with Harleeâs 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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