Several socialites were astonished: Oh my god, was that an invitation they just saw?!

Usually, everyone’s invitations have gold roses embedded with a seal. But why does her invitation have a ring of diamonds and a handwritten signature "Invitation for the Crown Prince’s Exclusive Use"? Are their eyes playing tricks on them?

Eva Nightingale didn’t even notice the invitation. When the maid handed it to her, she accepted it casually without giving it a glance, so she had no idea what was on it.

Anyway, as Eva Bennett, she didn’t need anything, wasn’t lacking anything, so she didn’t care if the invitation was given or not. If the bodyguard didn’t let her in, she would actually be glad.

Approaching the entrance to the banquet hall, just about to go inside, two bodyguards blocked her path: "Miss! Sorry to bother you, please show your invitation."

After all, this is a private estate, and they couldn’t casually let outsiders in for the banquet. Previously, this had happened often, and it was inevitable that a group of journalists would sneak in to secretly photograph the scandals of the wealthy.

So, to prevent those situations, participants at the banquet had to carry invitations, and the invitations were personally distributed by the old lady.

In the past, the invitations were issued by the Crown Prince...

But not tonight.

"Here." Eva handed the invitation to the bodyguard, "This is it."

"Thank you." The bodyguard took Eva’s invitation with utmost politeness, verifying it... something was not right! This invitation was really unusual.

Everyone else’s invitations were adorned with a pure gold rose and a seal. This time the invitations were issued by the madam, so the seal and signature were the madam’s.

But why is Miss Eva Bennett’s invitation different? A rose made of pure gold, followed by a line of text: Crown Princess Consort’s Exclusive Invitation. Beside it was Lucas Knight’s handwritten signature.

Oh my god?!

Can anyone tell them if they’re seeing wrong?

But the fact proved they weren’t!!

The fact proved they weren’t seeing wrong, and the invitation in Eva’s hand was indeed genuine, more genuine than pure gold, you know.

"Miss, please come in." The bodyguard bowed politely, his tone much softer.

"Hmm."

Eva found it a bit baffling, why were these people looking at her so strangely?

Isn’t it just an invitation? Do they have to stare for ages? Looking at the invitation is one thing, but they also keep staring at her incessantly, haha.

...

Entering the banquet hall, the clinking of glasses mixed in the air.

The lighting was dim and ambiguous here, the dance had already begun, everyone was drinking, chatting, and dancing. It seemed she was late. Lucas Knight was probably dancing with some woman, right?

Eva didn’t plan to get involved, so she made a turn and headed upstairs, intending to go to the lounge.

But who could have guessed, just reaching the corner, she heard a woman’s voice in her ear: "Mommy, why are you giving me this big syringe?"

"Are you stupid? That shameless Charlotte Knight brat, these things are all prepared for her. When she comes upstairs later, you just have to inject it into her skin, and her life will be ruined."

Lily Grant was conspiring.

Then the two, sneaky, cleaned up the syringe, which was filled with drugs.

"Who’s there?!" Lily Grant shouted, looking over warily and chasing after, immediately spotting Eva.

"...Eva... Eva?"

"Mommy! How could it be her!!" Lily Grant was frantic, knowing their plan for tonight had been overheard by Eva.