It was not a matter of being invited or not. Rather, nobody was willing to send them off even if they attended the event.
Damian patted him on the shoulder. “Don’t be too greedy, Lucas. You already have the missus at home. Don’t collect so many sidepieces outside. I thought you would never be caught dead sleeping around before.”
His words were more or less a veiled insult at Ashlyn.
Damian did not actually know who Ashlyn was. He only recognized her from the trending posts on Twitter for being Jared Quickton’s girlfriend. While he was also a rich kid, Jared was not a part of their circle of friends who grew up together.
And yet, they all saw Lucas bring Ashlyn along with him today. Damian had to admit that the woman truly was a master manipulator if she could manage to both snare Jared and have Lucas wrapped around her pinky.
In his eyes, even Hera was better than Ashlyn. At least Hera was a daughter of the upstanding Chapman family.
The atmosphere in the private room cooled dramatically. The neutral expression on Lucas’s chiseled face quickly clouded over.
Before Lucas could say anything, Winsor was already pointing an angry finger at Damian and saying, “What exactly do you mean by that, Larson? What’s wrong with my goddess? And what’s all this about Lucas sleeping around? Watch your mouth, or I’ll watch it for you.”
“Since when have any of my private matters been your business, Damian?” Lucas’s voice was completely devoid of any warmth. The threat in his voice was obvious.
Damian felt a chill run down his back. “Lucas, you know I’m just looking out for you.”
In the next second, Lucas’s tone grew colder than humanly possible. The words fell from his lips icily. “There won’t be a next time. Am I clear?”
By now, the atmosphere in the private room was practically colder than the dead of winter. Obviously, the two men, Lucas especially, were determined to defend Ashlyn no matter what.
Lyanna felt her heart sink yet again.
Faced with the current situation, Joseph’s expression was unpleasant as well. Regardless of what he wanted to do, his mother still recognized Ashlyn as an honorary sister. By all accounts, he was supposed to address Ashlyn as his aunt as well. Even if he chose not to call her that, he was still duty-bound to defend her as a member of the Field family.
So, as much as he liked Lyanna and wanted to get into Damian’s good graces, he was still going to defend his aunt. Joseph’s voice was filled with a warning when he spoke, “Damian, you would do well to watch your words next time. Ms. Berry isn’t the type of woman you think she is.”
The two big shots of their group had spoken. No one expected Joseph—who had a long record of trying to court Lyanna—to defend Ashlyn as well. Everyone in the room was stunned. Who exactly is this Ashlyn?
Most of the rich heirs gathered here for the party brought along giggling escorts in their arms, but it was an unspoken rule that these women were nothing but just toys for the night.
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