Chapter 81:
Makenna’s POV:
The moment I laid eyes on Clayton, it felt as if the whole world lit up. I was filled with immense happiness.
Bryan caught my joyful expression and shot me a stern look, as if telling me to keep in line.
Remembering his earlier threats, fear crept up, and I quickly looked down.
Despite this, I couldn’t resist sneaking peeks at Clayton every now and then.
Thinking back to when he stood up for me before Leonardo made my heart skip a beat.
However, Bryan appeared to be watching me all the time. He immediately noticed my furtive glances, and his expression turned sharp.
“Why are you here?” he demanded of Clayton impatiently.
“I’m here to invite my dance partner for the evening,” Clayton replied with his usual calm demeanor.
He turned his soft gaze toward me.
“Makenna, I’d like to ask if you would dance with me tonight. Would you like to?”
I was taken aback. Clayton had actually asked me to dance?
I gazed at him, bewildered and unable to grasp the reality of the moment.
While I stood there, lost in shock, Clayton gracefully bowed and extended his hand toward me, awaiting my reply.
His eyes were like gentle pools, and I felt my cheeks warm up as I pondered what to do.
Out of nowhere, a voice tinged with jealousy ruined the moment.
“No way!”
Jessica broke free from Frank’s grasp, stormed over, and wedged herself between Clayton and me with a fierce expression. With conviction, she proclaimed,
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“How dare you! She is not fit to be your dance partner.”
Her eyes bored into me, radiating envy. It was clear she longed to take my place.
My gaze turned cold as I faced her. A sardonic smile played on my lips, and I was ready to retaliate. However, Clayton cut me off, looking puzzled.
“Makenna, is this your younger sister?”
Suppressing the words I wanted to say, I simply nodded.
Jessica’s spirits lifted when Clayton inquired about her.
“Pleased to meet you, Your Highness. I’m Jessica Dunn. Unlike her, I assure you, I won’t cause you any embarrassment.”
With feigned modesty, she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and introduced herself.
“Moreover, I’m quite skilled at dancing. I would be truly honored to be your dance partner, if you’ll allow it.”
The smile remained on Clayton’s face. Under Jessica’s hopeful gaze, he turned back to me and said,
“It’s hard to believe. How can she be your younger sister? She’s quite impolite and unpleasant.”
Jessica’s smile froze.
Frank, who had been watching quietly, now looked visibly upset. The Lycan prince’s repeated disdain for his wife added to his embarrassment.
Amused by their discomfort, I smiled mockingly.
Ignoring their reaction, Clayton reiterated,
“Come on, let’s go dance.”
