CHAPTER 117 - The Charity Ball

"I NEVER thought I'd return to this place," Latton mumbles under her breath as she enters her Fleur de Ville unit. The place still gives her paranoia that someone might be watching her, even after she hired people to check the whole place for cameras, change all the door locks, and replace all the mirrors, the sensation of being trapped and caged is still on her mind. But she could not do anything about it. This was the only place she could think of where her father couldn't use anyone against her.

She checks the cabinets and everything Lucian gave her is still there; clothes, bags, shoes.

She heaves deeply then says, "Luckily, I didn’t return this place to him. Now I can say that I deserved everything he gave me, as payment for all the bullshit he brought to my life."

She sat on her bed and checked the time. It was already 4 in the morning, she was about to close her phone when suddenly the date caught her eye. "March 30, 2024," she mumbled. She then remembers the charity ball for