Keira had simply assumed her granddaughter’s friend must be someone Caitlin valued highly. At Ann’s suggestion, she nodded eagerly. “Ann’s right. If this is Freya’s friend, then let’s not keep them waiting—invite them in, quickly!”
At her words, everyone turned toward the entrance, curiosity piqued.
Who, exactly, was Caitlin’s friend?
Ann stood with a smug smile, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.
Just wait, she thought. Caitlin’s about to make a fool of herself.
Before long, the deputy butler arrived, escorting the guests inside.
Three people entered: a well-dressed middle-aged couple, followed by a young woman in an elegant champagne-colored dress.
It was clear at a glance—this was a family.
“My goodness, isn’t that Mr. and Mrs. Hayes? And that’s Miss Hayes with them!”
Someone in the crowd recognized the family immediately.
“The Hayes family? Which Hayes family?”
“Which one do you think? The Hayes family from Port Metropolis, of course. Who else gets called ‘the Hayes family’?”
“Wait, does that mean the Hayes family’s daughter is friends with Miss Freya from the Gonzales family?”
“How is that possible? Wasn’t Miss Freya raised out in the countryside?”
A buzz of speculation swept through the room.
Ann’s expression shifted uneasily.
Caitlin and the Hayes family’s daughter—friends?
No way. Impossible. How could a country girl like Caitlin possibly be friends with someone like that?
Ann licked her dry lips, forcing herself to stay calm.
No, she thought. It couldn’t be. Keira must have arranged this. Caitlin was Hannah’s darling granddaughter, after all. To make her look good, Keira must have orchestrated the whole thing.
Otherwise, how could Caitlin, with her background, ever get close to the Hayes family?


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