“Why are you stopping me? I have the invitation.” Cassie angrily opened her bag and threw the invitation at him.
“Why are you stopping me? I have the invitation.” Cassie angrily opened her bag and threw the invitation at him.
The Larson Group hadn’t invited the Quinn family. Cassie had bought the invitation from a friend.
Cassie had been single ever since she broke up with Jason a few days ago. She was used to having boyfriends at her beck and call. An emptiness would reside in her heart as if she had lost her purpose in life if she didn’t date anyone. Therefore, Cassie decided to attend the party and hook up with a golden bachelor.
Tired of feeling bored and lonely, Cassie was determined to find a wealthy, handsome boyfriend.
The escort took her invitation and then opened the guest list. He carefully compared the two. “I’m sorry, Ma’am. You’re not on the guest list. I’m afraid you’re not allowed to attend the party.”
Cassie’s ears burned with embarrassment.
Everyone who graced this hotel was rich and powerful. They all paused whatever they were doing now to glance at her with contempt.
“I have an invitation. Let me in already!” Cassie shouted indignantly, waving the invitation at the doorman’s face.
She normally got into these kinds of events like this. The staff never stopped to check the guests carefully before.
In Cassie’s delusional mind, she thought she was a socialite. Even though she wasn’t invited, she thought she deserved to attend the event.
She had even dressed up for the occasion and wore her most expensive accessories. She thought the staff wouldn’t dare to question her if she tried to enter the venue like this.
“I’m sorry. Rules are rules. You can’t enter using another person’s invitation.” The staff cast Cassie a cold glance and made a gesture, asking her to move out of the way.
Cassie had no choice but to step aside dejectedly.
Just as she was about to lose all hope, she caught a glimpse of Sebastian walking towards the banquet hall, hand in hand with Natalie.
Even Cassie had to admit that Sebastian looked quite handsome tonight. He had a nice figure and was very tall, standing at least a head above the crowd. He instantly drew the attention of the public, especially with his indescribable aura.
“Are you here to catch a glimpse of what you can’t have? They won’t let you in without an invitation. Don’t blame me for not giving you a heads up if you’re driven away.” Cassie crossed her arms over her chest and sneered at Natalie when they came close.
After all, what right did Natalie have to be here? She was basically begging to be insulted.
Sebastian looked at Cassie coldly. His eyes clouded over, as though they had been covered with a thin veil of frost.
This woman had been nothing but rude to Natalie. If it weren’t for the fact that she was his wife’s sister and that he wasn’t sure how Natalie felt about her, he would’ve taught her a lesson or two by now.
Natalie simply ignored Cassie and walked past her. With a faint smile on her face, she pulled out an invitation from her bag and handed it to the staff.
Cassie’s jaw practically dropped to the floor. How the hell did Natalie have an invitation?!
But Cassie quickly recovered. She figured that Natalie must’ve stolen the invitation. Since the staff here was particularly strict, surely they’d find out that Natalie was a fraud and would never let her in. Smirking, Cassie was ready to laugh at Natalie’s humiliation.
“Oh! Miss Quinn, please come in. Allow me to escort you inside.” To Cassie’s surprise, the staff didn’t even bother to look at the invitation and respectfully welcomed Natalie.
Through gritted teeth, she stopped them angrily. “What the hell?! You didn’t even check her identity!”
“Not here, sis.” Natalie shook her head and sighed, as though she was exhausted by Cassie’s behavior.
Cassie had humiliated the Quinn family in public time and time again. Lauren had really spoiled her. How could she not control herself even in public?
“What the hell is that supposed to mean? Why can’t I point out injustice when I see it? And how on earth do you have an invitation? It can’t be yours. You stole it from someone, didn’t you?!” Cassie was so furious that her face turned purple.
It wasn’t some third-rate dinner party. This was an event hosted by the Larson Group, a tycoon in the business world. It had taken Cassie a great deal of effort to get her hands on an invitation.
So how the fuck did Natalie get one?
Natalie didn’t answer her. Instead, she calmly opened the envelope, pulled out the invitation, and held it up in between her slender fingers.
“Here. See for yourself.”
To Cassie’s surprise, her name was on the invitation.
“What the hell?! How can this be—?!”
How did Natalie get an invitation in her name?
Cassie was shocked and green with envy.
Natalie had married Sebastian under her name. Of course it was Cassie’s name on the invitation.
But the question still stood: how did Natalie get an invitation to such an important occasion? Yes, she was an employee of the Larson Group, but she was a newbie and held no special position. How could a new employee be qualified to attend such a dinner party?
Exasperated and at a loss, Cassie could do nothing but look at Natalie in disbelief.
Natalie looked back at Cassie calmly. “There. Satisfied? We’ll go inside now.”
Cassie watched in silent rage as Natalie and Sebastian walked inside the venue.
She was so angry that she stomped her high heel on the marble floor. The sound of heels clacking echoed across the hotel hall.
Hearing this, Natalie turned around and sneered, “Why are you still here? Did you want to stay and get a glimpse of what you can’t have?”
Natalie smiled smugly. She gave Cassie a taste of her own medicine.
Cassie’s eyes were raging with anger. She glared at Natalie murderously, as though she would attack Natalie at any moment.
The dinner party was about to begin, but Cassie was still standing outside, the cold wind blowing at her.
She couldn’t let Natalie get away with this. No matter what, she needed to get inside the banquet hall.
More and more people streamed into the dinner party. A limousine slowly pulled to a stop outside the private hotel. A paunchy rich businessman who seemed to be at his fifties or sixties got off the car, supported by a female companion in her twenties.
It looked like a little kind-hearted girl was helping her frail grandfather cross the road.
“Mr. Sherman, you’re here!” With a bright, flirtatious smile on her face, Cassie sauntered over to the elderly businessman.
He had tried to hook up with Cassie before, but she had rejected his advances because he was old and fat.
But now, she had to put her hopes on him to get inside the venue.