The guests in the room started exchanging looks, some even smirking with thinly veiled mockery.
Sandra Taylor, ever the innocent damsel, didn’t miss a beat. “Camila, please, let’s not do this. The Platinum Card—well, not just anyone can have one, you know? You’re making a scene. You’ll embarrass Jordan.”
Jordan Smith chimed in, his voice sharp. “Camila Davis, enough of this nonsense! Go home. Now.”
Camila let out a cold, dismissive laugh.
The way they played off each other was honestly nauseating.
The security guard looked uncomfortable. “Ms. Davis, I—what should I do here…”
Camila waved him off. “Don’t worry, I won’t put you in a tough spot. Although,” she shot Sandra a look, “she was right about one thing. The Harris Family’s Platinum Card isn’t for just anyone. But as luck would have it… I actually have one.”
With that, Camila reached into her designer clutch and pulled out a sleek, shining card.
Walter Wilson’s assistant had delivered it to her earlier, along with some documents.
The guard hurried over to inspect it.
After a moment, his expression shifted to one of respect and apology. “This is absolutely the Harris Family’s Platinum Card. I’m so sorry, Ms. Davis. Please forgive the misunderstanding.”
“What? That’s impossible!”
The entire room was stunned.
But no one looked more rattled than Jordan Smith, his brother Lucas, and, of course, Sandra Taylor.
Sandra’s jaw dropped. “There’s no way… Camila Davis, how could you possibly have that card?”

Verify captcha to read the content
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Swapping a Broken Heart for a New Start