Chapter 172

"Your outfit clashed with Ms. Xander's. If she thinks you have an issue with her, what then? That's why I said it was a knockoff. I was trying to help you out. But if you'd prefer, we can go explain everything to her right now," Renee replied, knowing Wendy wouldn't dare.

As expected, Wendy paused for a few seconds before changing her tune. "Renee, I've got a terrible stomachache. Could you grab some medicine from the front desk and bring it to Suite 6?"

"Sure, I'll get it for you."

"Please hurry. I feel awful," Wendy urged.

"Got it."

Renee hung up and walked out of the ballroom.

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Elsewhere, Ms. Johnson approached Carl as Annie was chatting with friends. She raised her champagne flute. "You're letting her walk out alone? Aren't you concerned?"

Carl took a sip of his scotch. "She's not that reckless."

Ms. Johnson chuckled. "Is that why you nearly shattered your glass when you saw her getting attention?"

"No."

Used to his stubborn denials, she changed the subject. "I've rel