"Come, darling. The Vice President of Chase Bank is dying to meet you."
Olivia shot me a desperate look as she was dragged away.
I retreated to the edge of the room, grabbing a glass of sparkling water from a passing waiter. I leaned against a marble pillar, watching the show.
A ripple went through the crowd near the entrance.
Jasper walked in. He looked dashing in a bespoke tuxedo, but it was the woman on his arm that drew the eyes.
Sienna wore white. A bridal white. She clung to him, smiling shyly as they approached an elderly couple.
"Look at that," a voice whispered nearby.
I froze. A group of socialites stood behind a large fern, unaware I was there.
"Jasper finally stopped pretending," one woman said, swirling her champagne.
"It's an open secret, isn't it?" another replied w
