Lucy clenched her fists at her sides, trying to maintain her composure as Isabel’s words replayed in her mind. She knew Isabel was here to stir trouble, but she wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction of seeing her upset. William stood beside her, still and silent, like a shield made of ice.“I belong exactly where I am,” Lucy said, her voice steady. “I don’t need your approval, Isabel.”Isabel's smile tightened, her grey eyes glinting with malice. “We’ll see about that.”Before Lucy could respond, William’s firm grip on her lower back nudged her forward. “Come, Lucy,” he said, his tone sharp and dismissive. “We’ve had enough of this conversation.”William’s calm demeanor never wavered as they moved away from Isabel, his hand still resting on her as they maneuvered through the crowd. Lucy struggled to keep her expression neutral, aware of the dozens of eyes on them.They reached a quieter corner of the room, away from prying eyes, when William finally spoke. “You handled yourself we
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