"Miss Hamilton," Penelope called, walking briskly towards Signoral, who stood staring at her reflection in the mirror.
"I don't want to hear anything work-related, Penelope. It's my engagement tonight," she warned, dismissing the ladies helping her with her looks.
"Miss Calista is at the event," Penelope announced, standing a foot away from her boss. "We haven't been checking up on her lately, assuming she's okay, moving on with her life in California, but she's here."
"What?" Signoral asked, standing up abruptly. "Why?"
"She's friends with Mr. Anthony, Mr. Windsor's younger brother, and I think he invited her to the party."
Signoral clenched her fist, trying not to vent her resentment. "What in the universe is she doing back here when she can stick her ass back in Los Angeles?"
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