After meeting Mr. Lee, Aurora returned home for dinner, changed into another outfit, and headed out to attend the evening banquet.


    The design drafts for the wedding rings were nearlyplete. She left them on the table, waiting for Julian to finalize the design upon his return.


    "Miss, will you not being back tonight?" Mrs. Hill asked before Aurora left.


    "Probably not. You don''t need to wait up for me. Just go to bed after you finish your TV show."


    "Alright, Miss. Be careful out there. Those rich men can be trouble. Stay vignt. And since Mr. Ba isn''t with you, remember to lock your door tonight when you go to sleep."


    Mrs. Hill had always been close to Aurora, and now that they had reunited, she naturally cared for her even more. Besides their prior bond, Aurora paid her a generous sry every month for rtively light work. Aurora treated her like family, so Mrs. Hill took care of her with great dedication.


    "Don''t worry. Heather will be with me tonight, and we''ll share a room. Cameron is here to pick me up. I''ll head out now."


    "Alright."


    "Oh, and Mrs. Hill, Julian will be back tomorrow night. Make sure to buy some of his favorite dishes, preferably spicy ones. He''s justing back from Europe, so I''m sure he''ll be craving Clothville cuisine."


    "Got it, Miss."


    With that, Aurora left. Heather had already opened the car door for her.


    "Miss Montgomery, shall we go?"


    "Let''s."


    Aurora wasn''t wearing an evening gown tonight. She chose a simple ck dress paired with a coat to shield herself from the cold on the boat. She had no desire to catch another cold.


    The car headed toward the harbor. Heather, though initially unustomed to such asions, had attended enough events by now to feel at ease.


    "Miss, may I see your invitation?"


    As they boarded the yacht, staff were stationed to check invitations. Events of this caliber weren''t open to just anyone.


    Aurora had already noticed several borately dressed women boarding the yacht, their intentions clear. These were the so-called panion girls," hoping to use the event to mingle with wealthy men.


    Though the weather had grown warmer recently, it was far from summer. Aurora nced at the bare legs and revealing outfits of these women and couldn''t help but feel cold just looking at them.


    While the indoor areas might be heated, the outdoor deck was certainly chilly.


    "Miss Montgomery, are those women servers?" Heather asked, clearly unfamiliar with the nuances of high society.


    Aurora couldn''t help but chuckle at the mention of "servers."


    "Have you ever seen servers dressed like that?"


    "Not really. But they don''t look likepany executives, and they don''t have malepanions. I just found it odd."


    "These women are here specifically to find men. Stay away from them. They''re not our kind of people, and there''s no need to mingle. They can be quite calcting."


    "Miss Montgomery, don''t worry. You said it yourself-they''re here for men. I''m a woman. They won''t bother with me."


    Aurora simply smiled and said no more. The world was far moreplex than it seemed, and there were things she preferred not to exin. Perhaps Heather''s innocence was something worth preserving.


    "Let''s go. We should head up."


    "Alright."


    The two of them stood out from the crowd. Aurora''s attire, though simple at first nce, exuded an understated luxury that only the discerning could recognize. Her outfit alone was worth tens of thousands.


    Were it not for her distinctive style and demeanor, her age and beauty might have led others to mistake her for one of thepanion girls. After all, how could someone as young as her possibly be an executive? Yet the air of confidence she carried left no room for doubt.


    The yacht had three floors. Even before stepping inside, thevish decorations on the deck alone were breathtaking.


    "Miss Montgomery, you''re quite the busy person. I''ve invited you several times, but you''ve been reluctant to ept. If you didn''t show up tonight, I was nning to visit you at your office."


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    Once dominated by the Marcos family''spany, the industry had seen Mr. Warden''s business rise to prominence, surpassing the Marcos enterprise in recent years.


    "Mr. Warden, you tter me. I''ve just been caught up with worktely. But look, I''m here now, aren''t I?"


    "That''s true, that''s true. I''m d you came. I have something to discuss with youter."


    Mr. Warden was the picture of gentlemanly decorum, careful not to overstep any boundaries.


    Although Aurora was undoubtedly stunning, everyone knew she was Julian''s fiancée. Few would dare to make any inappropriate moves.


    "Of course, Mr. Warden. Please, don''t let me keep you from your duties."


    "Miss Montgomery, I hope you''ll forgive me if I fall short in my hospitality."


    It was a curious sight: a man old enough to be Aurora''s father bowing and scraping


    before her. Onlookers couldn''t help but marvel.


    Among them were some of thepanion girls who had just boarded.


    "Who is she? Even Mr. Warden is treating her like royalty."


    "You don''t know her? Even if you''ve never seen her, you''ve probably used her perfume."


    "Who is she? Why haven''t I heard of her before?"


    "She''s a big deal. Don''t let her age fool you-she''s nothing like us. She''s the heir to the Montgomery family and controls a significant portion of Montgomery Group''s shares. She even started her ownpany, which has been growing rapidly. And if that''s not enough, her fiancé is even wealthier than she is."


    Thepanion girls'' eyes lit up with gossip.


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    "Don''t be ridiculous. She canmand the wind and rain with a wave of her hand.


    There are plenty of wealthy men here tonight. I even got an insider to snag a copy of


    the guest list. Let''s target wisely to avoid stepping on each other''s toes." "Good idea. Let''s see the list."


    Though these womencked scruples, they adhered to an unspoken rule of cooperation. While they weren''t exactly close friends, none wanted topete for the same target.


    After all, time was money, and with only one night, it was better to avoid unnecessary conflicts.


    "Excuse me, may I take a look at that list as well?"


    A stranger suddenly appeared.


    Thepanion girls were all familiar with each other, so the neer''s presence immediately drew attention.


    "Who are you?"


    "Um, I''m new here. Miss Pinto invited me."


    "If you''re one of Miss Pinto''s, then you''re one of us. What''s your name?"


    Miss Pinto, once referred to as a "madam" in the old days, now styled herself as a "facilitator"-a middlewoman who arranged these transactions for a cut of the profit. "My name is Vivienne."


    In their line of work, no one used their real names.