The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 891

"Then I'll walk you out. Let's head to the hospital first."

Larkin patted himself on the back. He was always such a helpful guy.

"There's no need for a hospital. I just twisted my ankle."

The beautiful woman looked down at her ankle.

It was slightly flushed.

Larkin followed her gaze, admiring her incredibly slender legs and delicate ankles that looked absolutely stunning in her silver heels.

"Ankle that pretty shouldn't be left to swell. We definitely need to get it checked out."

"Don't worry, sweetheart. I'll take care of everything."

"My last name is Wade. Just call me..."

"Larkin," Jocelyn said, her expression a picture of pure sincerity.

Larkin paused. She looked so young, he had fully expected her to call him Mr. Wade out of respect.

But using his first name worked too.

His gaze grew heavier with implication, though Jocelyn pretended not to notice.

"Let's go. I'll help you out."

If Xavier had been there to see them, he would have instantly realized this limping woman was the same Jocelyn he had just sent off in a cab.

Jocelyn had refused to leave empty-handed and slipped back into the hotel.

She had originally staked out the restroom hoping to reel in Dane.

But she was self-aware enough to know when to pivot.

If Dane was out of her league, she just needed to pick another wealthy target.

She had been observing Larkin earlier in the ballroom.

He had brought his wife, a woman who wasn't exactly turning heads—she was quite heavy.

Jocelyn had overheard that Larkin was a major investor in the entertainment industry.

Men like him were always looking for a side piece and were notoriously generous with their wallets.

Using him as a stepping stone, she might just land a lucrative break in showbiz.

Jocelyn's plan was simple: further her career as a star, or at the very least, secure her spot as a pampered mistress.

While older men lacked the glamour of the young heirs, they possessed a crucial advantage.

She completely forgot that Regina had just been bragging about sneaking out for a good meal.

Sure enough, Regina's polite smile didn't waver. "That Larkin is impossible. Acting up at a Churchill event—how tactless."

"I'll have a serious word with him later."

Ophelia blinked, feeling like Regina had entirely missed the point.

Claire hadn't just done Regina a solid.

She casually tipped off Xavier, too.

"Xavier, I think the date you brought just left on another man's arm."

What?

Which date?

Xavier froze.

Just then, Lillian walked over with Serena after finishing their rounds of introductions.

"What date? That Thorne girl?" Lillian sneered, visibly annoyed at the mere mention of her son's plus-one.