Even if she did manage to get close to Hayden, he might not believe that she had overheard such a conversation in the bathroom.
There was a chance that the people who were plotting against him were his relatives, so it was only natural for Hayden to believe his own relatives over a stranger.
If Hayden found out that Shelly was a reporter, he might get his bodyguard to throw her out.
Shelly shook her head and thought, "I can't risk getting exposed, nor can I afford to cross Hayden Tate. But then... I don't have the heart to watch as he gets hurt..."
After a few moments of hesitation, she decided to change back into the uniform.
"Poppy, I heard that you have been playing with a lady. Where's she?" The little girl's mother returned to the hall and asked her daughter.
"She said she needs to do something else and left. I don't know where she went." The little girl unlocked her smartwatch to show her mother the photos. "The lady took some photos of me and they look great."
The woman glanced at the photos and asked, "Did she do anything else with you apart from taking photos for you?"
"I don't know... We just walked around, I guess."
"I see." The woman did not think much of it.
Someone she knew had told her that Poppy had been playing with a strange woman for over an hour.
Anyone who could enter the hall would be a relative of the Fosters or the Santoses, and since they belonged to Elliot's side of the family, they assumed that the strange woman belonged to the Santoses.
When dinner was about to start, Shelly finally spotted Hayden.
He stood under the chandelier, and his cold, elegant demeanor set him apart from the crowd. He stood out wherever he went, and it was almost as if he was the wedding's center of attention.
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