The waves rolled gently.
The lights installed across the ship lavishly bathed the night sea.
By the time even the last glow of sunset had faded, Madam’s shipboard party was extravagance on a scale that made it obvious she had gone all out.
The guests exclaimed over and over that it was like an entire Provençal mansion had been set afloat on the sea. Of course, even the people saying such things were an extraordinarily glamorous crowd themselves.
Gabriella sipped her champagne with a thoroughly cowed expression.
‘I’ve never been a wallflower before…….’
Back home, there had always been people who approached her first even when she made no effort to put herself forward.
But here, where a mere turn of the head revealed famous Hunters, Hollywood A-listers, and billionaires in droves, that was out of the question.
And on top of that…….
‘Who would’ve thought Monica would be here.’
Running into the ringleader of the bullying from her high school days—if coincidence could be malicious, this was about as malicious as it got.
She had always checked guest lists meticulously and avoided Monica…… only to run into her here of all places!
Monica Campbell, seemingly still unaware that Gabriella was here, had gathered a cluster of girls her age around herself and was laughing and chatting away.
‘Still hasn’t grown out of her queen-bee habits. But where in the world did Oppa…