“Who said he doesn’t have an invitation?” Just as Sebastian was about to enter, a woman dressed in a white embroidered gown approached.
The woman appeared to be in her early 20s. She had a graceful figure and a stunning face. She exuded an air of ethereal elegance and sophistication, akin to that of a highborn princess.
She was none other than Esme Bailey, the heiress of the prestigious Bailey family.
“Ms. Bailey,” Bradfort greeted Esme with a flattering smile upon seeing her.
Although the Hunter family held a prominent position in Wave City, they paled in
comparison to the stature of the Bailey family, which ranked second among the ten great families.
Esme approached Sebastian and turned her attention to Evelyn. “Did you say he doesn’t have an invitation?” she asked calmly.
“Exactly. He’s just a reject from our Smith family, hardly worthy of an invitation,” Evelyn taunted.
Esme pulled out a VIP invitation from her bag, which didn’t surprise anyone given the Bailey family’s status.
However, her next move shocked everyone. She handed the invitation to Sebastian without hesitation. “He didn’t have one before, but he does now,” she said calmly.
Evelyn was both shocked and angry. “Ms. Bailey, are you sure you want to give a VIP invitation to this worthless nobody?” Evelyn questioned.
Jordan added, “Exactly. This VIP invitation is the only one the Bailey family has. Handing it to an outsider is disrespectful to the Supreme One. You should consider the consequences!”
“Who said Mr. Wilder and I are unrelated? He’s my fiancé,” Esme declared, intertwining her arm with Sebastian’s.
The crowd was shocked and couldn’t believe their eyes. Lillian, especially, never expected Sebastian to move on so quickly after their divorce. He even got together with Esme, Dragotha’s finest lady.
Jordan protested, “It’s impossible! Ms. Bailey, don’t jest. You’re the heiress of the Bailey family, graced with beauty, intelligence, and a prestigious lineage. He’s just a castaway disowned by the Smith family. How could he be your fiancé?”
“Nothing’s impossible. Mr. Wilder is a hidden gem. You’re blind to his talent, and that’s the reason why the Smith family is in decline,” Esme retorted with a scornful laugh.
Hearing that, The Smiths seethed with anger but were unable to vent their frustration.
“Let’s go in,” Esme said, turning to Sebastian with a tender smile. Sebastian nodded, and he walked in together with Esme.
His dismissive demeanor infuriated the Smiths even more.
“What’s there to be proud of? He’s just a worthless man relying on women!” Jordan sneered with disdain.
Yet, envy gnawed at him internally. Sebastian had the privilege of being with Lillian first, followed by Esme. Both women were stunning beauties.
Despite Jordan’s vast experience with women, none could compare to Lillian and Esme. How could he not feel envious and jealous?
Esme, the heiress of the Bailey family and renowned as Dragotha’s finest lady, presented an opportunity for Sebastian to skip 30 years of societal struggle. Only a fool would pass up the chance to be kept by such a stunning woman.
Lillian remained silent, feeling terrible. She kept reminding herself that she and Sebastian were over and were never meant to be together. Still, seeing him with another woman hurt. It felt like she was watching something precious being taken away.
She sighed and went inside. Although they had three invitations altogether, including a VIP one, she was the only one allowed to enter.
