But the truth was, they really were feeling the pressure from their families.
Stella might technically be a Williams, but she hadn’t grown up in the Williams estate. She’d never spent a cent of the family’s money, and the Williamses couldn’t, in good conscience, expect her to shoulder any of their obligations.
Katrina grinned. “Star, I was waiting for you to say that! Good thing you didn’t start dithering or second-guessing yourself, or I’d have to give up hope on you.”
Wendy nodded in agreement. “We’re just dealing with a pair of cheaters. Sorting them out? That’s child’s play.”
The three of them turned to Lauretta.
“Lauretta, we’ll leave this to you.”
Lauretta’s smile was as poised as ever, but her eyes were sharp as flint.
“So Rachel thinks she can find herself some muscle and push Star around, just because she thinks Star’s got no one in her corner. Well, she’s wrong. Star has us, and as long as we’re here, no one gets to mess with her.”
Katrina nodded emphatically. “Exactly! Let’s give those two exactly what they deserve.”
...
That very evening, Lauretta, Wendy, and Katrina took to their social feeds, posting that they’d be special guests at Stella’s upcoming concert.
They weren’t influencers or celebrities, so their posts didn’t go viral—among ordinary people, barely anyone noticed.
But within high society, news spread fast.
Lauretta’s account might only have a few tens of thousands of followers, but most of them were the sons and daughters of the elite.
Even Aurora was following Lauretta.
In their world, Lauretta’s status was nearly equal to hers—both were at the top of the social food chain.
As a genuine heiress, Lauretta had never cared much for self-promotion, and she certainly didn’t need to drum up hype for her own concert. She had both talent and looks, and, with more money than she could spend, had no need for attention or internet fame.
It had been two or three years since she last posted anything.
This time, as soon as her update went live, thousands of comments poured in.
The O’Brien household.
Deanna O’Brien ran her fingers over the invitation that had just arrived from the Burton family, chattering non-stop to her daughter Callie.
“The Burtons sent an invitation—end of the month, they’re holding a concert. I heard they’ve invited several of the top families: the Chapmans, the Williamses, the Watsons, the Lermans, and the Gardners. Word is, the three Williams brothers are all still single. You’d better make a good impression at that party. If you catch the eye of any one of them, you’ll be set for life. They say those brothers are all handsome, charming, the whole package… Didn’t you say you liked good-looking men? Well, now’s your chance—snag one of them.”
Callie was scrolling through her phone and just rolled her eyes.
“As if someone like me could land a Williams. Isn’t the current head of the family, Skyler Williams, still single? If you’re so amazing, why don’t you try your luck with him?”
Deanna’s expression turned icy. “Watch your mouth. That’s no way to talk to your mother.”
Callie shrank back, falling silent.
Right then, her eyes widened in shock, and she let out a sudden shriek.
“Ah!”
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