Eleven Years All to the Wrong Man novel Chapter 88

She said nothing more, simply turning her gaze back to the main hall. But it was precisely this composed demeanor that infuriated Nathan.

“Emma…”

Nathan had just started to speak when a bright, sweet voice cut him off.

“Nathan!”

A young woman in a white, floor-length ball gown came running toward them. She was wearing rhinestone-studded heels, and her unsteady gait made Emma hold her breath, half-expecting the girl to slip and fall.

Vivian ran up and grabbed Nathan's arm, her voice a mix of excitement and shyness. “Nathan, you came! When your mother told me you'd be here, I could hardly believe it!”

After all, within the Allen family, Nathan was the one who despised the high-society scene the most.

Not expecting Vivian to grab him so boldly, Nathan instinctively glanced at Emma.

But the woman beside him seemed not to notice. Her back was straight, her gaze fixed on the main hall, showing no intention of engaging with them.

Vivian was still chattering excitedly when she noticed the woman next to Nathan, remembering that she had seen him talking to someone from a distance.

She frowned, studying the woman carefully, unable to place her.

She looked at the dress Emma was wearing, a flicker of recognition in her eyes. It was only when her agent, Ella, whispered in her ear, “Vivian, the dress she's wearing is the one we had reserved this morning,” that it all clicked.

After hearing this, Vivian's frown instantly vanished, replaced by a venomous glint in her eyes as she looked at Emma.

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