The guests at the party exchanged knowing looks, their faces lighting up with barely contained anticipation—like they were watching a particularly juicy episode of a reality TV show.
Did Mrs. Smith really get caught sneaking around and doing something underhanded?
If so, that was pretty humiliating.
Especially since it was her own family outing her and kicking her out...
And Lucas? He wasn’t holding anything back.
Of course, Camila Davis could feel all those eyes on her. Her expression turned icy, but she wasn’t scared—if anything, she found the whole thing almost laughable.
No matter what, she was still technically part of the Smith family. For Lucas Smith to make such a public spectacle out of this, it was clear he wanted to completely crush her dignity.
But even this drama paled in comparison to Jordan Smith’s cold indifference. The way he just stood there, arms crossed, was basically his way of agreeing with everyone—she must’ve really snuck in with a stolen invitation.
A chill practically radiated from Camila as she stood there, her glare sharp enough to freeze water.
That was when security arrived.
After hearing Lucas Smith’s accusation, the guard didn’t dare take any chances. Everyone here tonight was someone important—local politicians, country club board members, business moguls. No way could they let something like gatecrashing slide.
Still, the security guy wasn’t about to throw someone out at random. After all, this woman was dressed to the nines—clearly not just some random party crasher.
He approached politely. “Ma’am, could you please give me your name so I can check the guest list?”
Camila opened her mouth to answer, but Lucas beat her to it. “Her name’s Camila Davis,” he announced, loud enough for everyone to hear.
The guard nodded, tapped away at his tablet, and checked the list.

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