Halation?
The legendary artist?
Anthony glanced over at Charlotte, who was sprawled comfortably in his arms, completely focused on sending money on her phone like she owned the place. He couldn't help but smile.
Yet another secret identity.
He was honestly starting to wonder just how many surprises she was hiding.
The birthday party was set in a secluded, elegant manor right next to The Blair Estate.
Patricia wasn’t a fan of extravagance, so everything was kept simple. Only family and a handful of close friends made the guest list.
The party kicked off at three in the afternoon.
One by one, guests started arriving, and pretty soon, the place was buzzing.
About half an hour in, a sleek black Bugatti Veyron rolled slowly through the gates, turning more than a few heads.
The windows were tinted and one-way—Anthony and Charlotte could see out, but no one could see in.
Charlotte lounged in the backseat, playing a game on her phone, glancing lazily out at the crowd.
It felt like everyone in Cabinda who had any sort of relationship with the Blair family had shown up.
There were plenty of eligible singles from all the big families, but what really stood out were the socialites—the girls arrived in stunning outfits, each one prettier than the last.
No one even tried to hide what they were after.
The number one bachelor in Cabinda.
That phrase kept looping in Charlotte’s mind, leaving a slight, bitter taste in her mouth.
Officially, everyone was here to celebrate Patricia, but Charlotte suspected their real goal was Anthony.
Andrew had warned her, and he’d been right.
Anthony had a way of attracting attention.
Charlotte hated the idea of other people coveting what was hers. No way around it, it just got under her skin.


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