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    “I heard that too,” murmured a noblewoman nearby. “No one even knows whose child she is—her entire family is bound to be disgraced by this before long.”


    Another woman gave a disdainful sniff and added, “Exactly! One must think carefully before speaking at an event like this. Otherwise, you might end up with no way to save face.”


    Rosanna listened in silence, a cold smile flickering across her lips. Good thing she hadn’t spoken to that girl for long earlier.


    Just then, someone hissed urgently, “Look—Kiley’s looking this way… That girl’s probably about to be escorted out by her bodyguards any second.”


    “Now this ought to be interesting,” another guest murmured, eyes alight with anticipation.


    Rosanna lifted her gaze, a simrly amused smile ying on her lips.


    Yet Kiley’s expression remained unchanged. Wearing a polite smile, she walked calmly toward the girl under everyone’s watchful eyes.


    Meanwhile, Anti stood with her hands on her hips, chin held high, confidence curved on her lips.


    She had never been one to shy away from attention—whether at a small-town gathering back home or at a high-society soirée in an international metropolis like Wront. Composure came naturally; it was simply part of who she was.


    What had once held her back was her own insecurity and timidity. But the moment she chose to impersonate Anti—to fully be the enigmatic, legendary designer everyone imagined—she truly became Anti.


    Now she could handle any situation, any person, without a flicker of doubt.


    That was why no one had ever seen through her—and why Cooper Group had sent the invitation directly to her.


    Atst, Kiley stopped before the girl. Their eyes met.


    Just as Rosanna and the rest of the crowd braced themselves for the girl’s inevitable humiliation, Kiley spoke, her voice warm and weing.


    “Hello. We haven’t met before. I’m Kiley Cooper. It’s a true pleasure to have you at my private…”


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    soirée.”


    A stunned silence crashed over the room. Jaws dropped. Eyes widened in disbelief.


    Rosanna’s breath caught in her throat.


    This couldn’t be right… Why would Kiley greet her with such genuine warmth? It sounded as if she’d been expecting the girl all along.


    Rosanna’s mind raced back to the girl’s earlier words. Her gaze sharpened. Could it be… this girl came from an exceptionally powerful background?


    “Who on earth is she?” The same question zed through every guest’s mind.


    And in the next heartbeat, they were struck by another shock, because the girl finally spoke.


    “The pleasure is mine,” she said calmly. “I’m Anti.”


    The very air seemed to freeze. An absolute hush fell over the entire venue.


    Then Kiley’s voice cut through the silence, filled with sincere admiration. “Truly astonishing. I never imagined you’d be so young.” She extended her hand with a gracious smile. “No wonder you’re the genius behind Annie Crystal.”


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