bought the gown myself,” I said in response to Buffy’s observation. I smiled at her flicker of surprise. “I’m a Lau.” Even if my father disowned me. “I can afford my own clothes.” I wasn’t a billionaire, but between my trust fund, investments, and event planning income, I held my own money-wise. Buffy recovered quickly. “Of course,” she said. “How… modern of you. Speaking of Dante, will he be joining us tonight? It’s your big night. I’m surprised he isn’t here already.” My smile tightened. She was too refined to ask outright about the ring, but she was clearly fishing. “He had an emergency at
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