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    Now, among the great families of Blebert, the Nash namemanded a whole new level of respect.


    Seizing the moment, Marissa addressed the room, her voice confident.


    “Thank you all foring to the Nash family’s celebration.


    This is my father, Brian Nash.”


    Then Paul spoke, his tone calm but firm.


    “Thank you for waiting.” His words erased any remaining doubt.


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    After a moment of stunned silence, the guests hurried forward, each one eager to make an impression on Paul.


    Although Paul’s presence was undeniably strong andmanding, he remained polite, greeting each guest with a nod and a few words.


    It hadn’t been that long ago when people mocked the Nash family, especially Tiffany, whom they dismissed at every opportunity.


    But now, everything had shifted.


    Hoping to gain favor, some guests turned their attention to Marissa, showering her withpliments, admiring her beauty and cleverness, and using every kind word they could think of.


    Watching from the sidelines, Chloe felt jealousy bubbling inside her.


    Unable to stop herself, she hurried up to Paul, blurting out, “Mr. Nash, I have something to say…”


    Paul was at the center of attention, surrounded by the powerful heads of families and other influential figures.


    Chloe, meanwhile, was only a youngdy from the Brock family.


    Her sudden approach to this crowd of high-status individuals stirred a wave of awkward nces and murmurs.


    Yet she wasn’t exactly unknown.


    In Blebert’s social scene, Chloe was admired for her beauty and charm, with a huge online following that only added to her fame.


    She had even earned the title of Blebert’s most talented woman.


    After their initial surprise, the crowd rxed.


    Chloe’s grace and reputation granted her an easy eptance that beautiful, talented women often enjoyed.


    Instead of resisting, the distinguished figures made way, allowing Chloe to step forward and speak with Paul.


    Paul, however, didn’t have the faintest idea who she was.


    Despite her graceful appearance and carefully tailored outfit, something in his gut made him wary, an instinct he trusted after years of reading people.


    His eyes narrowed as he studied Chloe briefly before softening his expression, masking his thoughts behind a slight smile.


    “Which family do youe from, miss?”


    “Mr. Nash, I’m Chloe Brock, from the Brock family,” Chloe said quickly, smiling warmly.


    “And beside you here is my older brother, Everett.”


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