Chapter 15: The Socialite
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Updated : Oct 17th, 2025
Elle Cutmore had weathered scenes like this more times than she could count, so nothing about it unsettled her. Out of the corner of her eye she glanced at Lewis Casson. He stood unruffled, a calm that sent a faint tremor through her. He was no ordinary guy.
"Ms. Cutmore, what are you standing there for? Let's head in."
"Mm."
Elle stepped forward first.
Lewis followed at an easy pace.
As they walked, stray whispers nipped at their heels. Sour grapes, all of it, the kind tossed by people who...
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