She Left She Thrived She’s Worth Billions novel Chapter 628

The event was hosted by Lucia Halevy, the eldest daughter of Larkspur's prominent Halevy family.

Lucia had recently gotten engaged to Harmon Redland, the second son of another powerful local family.

She invited her socialite friends over for a lively celebration, though her underlying motive was obviously to flaunt her strategic marriage to the upper crust.

"Lucia is so lucky. I heard the second Redland son is pretty handsome?"

"I guess that depends on your definition of handsome."

"Pfft! That's brutal! Make sure Lucia doesn't hear you."

"So what if she does? That Harmon Redland... he's less 'handsome' and more 'uses his money to act cool.' Don't you guys think he's totally sleazy?"

"Well, he is definitely a bit tacky. I mean, he's pushing forty, and his older brother is nearly fifty."

"Oh my god! I didn't realize he was that old!"

"Exactly! I guess you didn't know. Lucia isn't even twenty-five yet, right? Talk about settling."

"Let's not exaggerate... Our circle is pretty small. How many couples are actually a perfect match of looks and talent?"

"True! At least the guy has money, and their family backgrounds match. Even if he's a bit sleazy, he still has that older, wealthy vibe."

"Ugh, don't gross me out. If you want to talk about actual good looks, look at Stellaris PharmaTech in Averin. Preston Whitmore is the real deal! He is a drop-dead gorgeous man!"

"Oh, I've heard about him! They say he's incredibly handsome, way better looking than any movie star!"

At the mention of Preston, the socialites' eyes instantly lit up.

"But has anyone here actually seen him in person?"

someone suddenly asked.

The gossiping group fell utterly silent.

Five seconds later, the woman who asked couldn't help but laugh:

The rest of the group followed her gaze.

"I know her. That's Elara Bennett, the only daughter of the Bennett family, Quarevia's wealthiest dynasty."

"I didn't expect Lucia to invite her too."

"Well, I heard a rumor... Preston Whitmore used to be engaged to her."

"Why didn't you say so earlier! She definitely knows what he looks like!"

Eager to get the scoop, the socialites shoved and pushed each other until they crowded around Elara.

She was wearing a black velvet strapless gown, a stunning South Sea pearl necklace resting against her collarbone. From head to toe, she radiated the arrogant aura of a true aristocrat.

"Excuse me... are you Miss Bennett?"

Elara turned her head at the sound of the voice.