He Chose His Ex So I Chose My Empire Chapter 13
I went.
As just another employee of the Vance Foundation, I attended the annual charity gala.
This would be my last public appearance as one of them.
The gala was held in the crystal ballroom of a landmark Manhattan hotel.
The air was thick with couture, perfume, and the clinking of champagne flutes.
Tonight, Serena was the sun, and everyone else orbited around her.
She wore a designer gown and held court in the center of the crowd, looking every bit the part of the evening’s main event.
When her entourage passed me, they made no effort to lower their voices.
“Some people just can’t take a loss. Loses the project and still shows up to the party celebrating it.”
“Exactly. Not everyone can be like Serena, with Mr. Vance’s backing and Liam’s support.”
After a few rounds of drinks, one of Serena’s assistants walked toward me.
It was the same young woman who had been so rude in the office.
Standing right in front of me, she dialed a number.
When the call connected, her voice became sickly sweet. “Mr. Liam? Serena is so happy tonight, she’s had a little too much to drink. Could you come pick her up?”