Due to the fallout from Seraphina Vance's medical malpractice scandal, The Antique Exhibition had been thrown together in a rush.
But with Sebastian Croix backing it, everything ran like a well-oiled machine.
Chloe Hudson accompanied Raelynn Ortiz to the antique shop.
It was a standalone brick building.
Three stories high in total.
The business, as well as the property itself, was a legacy passed down through generations of Raelynn's family.
By the time Raelynn arrived,
the parking lot was already packed with luxury cars.
It had been years since she had last set foot on these grounds.
During the time Silas Vance and Blanche had controlled the shop, they had forbidden her from coming near it, let alone stepping inside.
And yet, it was rightfully her family's territory.
Now, the only reason she was here was because the Vances had sent her a provoking, patronizing invitation.
"Does Sebastian have a heart at all? This is just rubbing salt in the wound!" Chloe fumed, glaring at the bustling crowd.
Every single guest here today had shown up just to earn favor with Sebastian.
They had artificially manufactured a grand spectacle out of nothing.
Raelynn stayed silent, simply grabbing her friend's arm and steering her toward the entrance.
However, just as it was their turn to walk through the doors,
Blanche happened to step out. Catching sight of Raelynn, she brushed right past them, a bright smile plastered on her face as she greeted the man in line behind them. "Director Stevens! It's been far too long. Right this way."
As she passed Raelynn, she threw a sickly sweet smile over her shoulder. "We have quite a few VIPs arriving today, so you'll just have to wait your turn. Let them go first."
"You expect us to just stand out here and wait?" Chloe scoffed in disbelief.
It was a blatant, deliberate slight.
They had sent the invitation only to pull a cheap power play.
Not to mention, this shop belonged to Raelynn's family—it belonged to her!
How could she be denied entry to her own property?
Blanche, on the other hand, was in high spirits.
Ignoring Chloe's hostility entirely, she looked at Raelynn. "It won't kill you young people to wait a little longer. Honestly, if I hadn't sent you an invitation, you wouldn't even have the chance to come back here."
With that parting shot,
she turned on her heel and strutted back inside.
Raelynn didn't let her temper flare.

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