Mila’s hesitation and worry didn’t go unnoticed by Jade.
Though it had been several years since they last saw each other, and she wasn’t aware of the current details, this was the first time Jade saw such uncertainty and hesitation in Mila. Gone was the spirited and bold Mila of yesteryears, the one who charged ahead with confidence.
What had the Montgomery family done to her dear Mila?
This was not the Mila she remembered—vibrant, daring, and full of life.
Jade felt a pang in her heart but managed a smile. What happened to the fearless artistic genius I once knew? Afraid to seize an opportunity right in front of you? Are you doubting yourself, or are you doubting your Aunt’s judgment?
Don’t forget, Mila, you’ve had seven years to grow.
Jade’s eyes met those of her slightly anxious grandniece with a steady gaze. And remember, you’re no longer alone. You have me, your Aunt, backing you up. What are you afraid of?
Her Aunt’s words were firm and resonated deeply with Mila.
A lump formed in her throat, and for the first time in days, her unsettled heart found peace.
Yes, she was no longer alone.
What was there to fear?
Mila swallowed the lump in her throat, took a deep breath, and smiled. Alright, Aunt. In a few days, I’ll wrap up my resignation process, and then I’ll head over to Splendid to join you.
Jade’s smile deepened.
Let’s get moving then.
Jade wasn’t one for procrastination. She promptly suggested, Tomorrow evening, there’s a musical gala I’ve been invited to. Many influential figures from the arts and high society will be there. Come with me and get acquainted.
Sounds good.
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With the gala rapidly approaching, there wasn’t time to prepare a new gown.
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The seating was arranged according to social hierarchy.
Lesser families sat on the ground floor, while those of higher status occupied the balcony boxes, offering a commanding view of the main stage below.
Mila followed her Aunt up to the balcony level.
Halfway up the stairs, as they turned a corner, both paused. Lysander was at the top, engaged in conversation with Ryan, his back to them.
Ryan noticed Mila first, his eyes briefly flickering with admiration before settling into a familiar disdain. However, after the recent thrashing he received from his brother, he refrained from his usual provocations.
Noticing Ryan’s change in expression, Lysander turned, surprised to see Mila on the stairs.
He hadn’t expected to see her in such a setting.