"Yeah, I've never seen her before! Suddenly appearing now... Could she be the future daughter-in-law of the Mercer family?"
This speculation left everyone even more shocked.
"No way!"
"Don't say that, it might be true. When have you ever seen a woman around Lance before?"
Everyone shook their heads, looking entertained.
"Not simple, not simple at all."
Deanna paid no attention to the gossip around her, staying close to Lance.
As time passed, Deanna's ankles began to ache due to the high heels she was wearing. She rarely wore high heels, so she was not used to them.
Noticing her discomfort, Lance bent down and whispered in her ear, "Are you okay?"
Lance had been observing her small movements.
Deanna was a bit surprised and replied, "I'm just not used to wearing high heels. It's a bit uncomfortable."
Hearing this, Lance scanned the surroundings and considerately suggested, "Let's go over there and rest for a while."
Looking at the nearby resting area, Deanna nodded, "Okay."
Just as Lance was about to accompany Deanna, a man called out to him from a distance.
"Mr. Mercer!"
"Long time no see, come have a drink."
Lance stood there, looking troubled.
Just as he was about to refuse, Deanna spoke up.
"It's fine, I'll go rest by myself."
After a moment of thought, Lance nodded, "Call me if you need anything."
"Okay."
At that moment, Emily Jones and Raphael Howard entered the hall from a distance.
After their disgraceful downfall, this was the first time the two appeared in such an event.
As soon as they entered the hall, they were drawn to Deanna from afar.
Today, Deanna was stunning, even Raphael was momentarily entranced.
"Isn't that Deanna? What's she doing here..."
Emily also saw Deanna. Clenching her fists, she was furious that this woman who had caused them so much trouble was doing so well.
Seeing Raphael's fixed gaze on Deanna only fueled Emily's anger further.
Without thinking, she stormed over.
Emily stood in front of Deanna with her arms crossed, looking arrogant.
"Well, Deanna, what are you doing here?"
"This place isn't for people like you!"
Her eyes scanned Deanna's dress. Though finely made, it had no recognizable brand. Could it be a knockoff?
Thinking this, Emily's disdain grew. After all, how could someone as poor as Deanna afford anything nice?
"Sister, next time you rent a dress, get a branded one. Wearing something unbranded is so embarrassing."
Emily laughed as she spoke.
Deanna sat quietly in her seat, her expression cold and aloof, not saying a word.
She couldn't even be bothered to give Emily a glance.
Emily felt silently humiliated standing there.
She stomped her foot and gritted her teeth. "Deanna, what do you mean by this?"
"I'm kindly reminding you, and you're not even grateful. Instead, you put on this act. What do you have to be proud of!"
Emily was furious and determined to embarrass Deanna today.
Suddenly, an idea seemed to strike her. She raised her voice a few notches.
"By the way, Deanna, everyone here has an invitation. Do you have one?"
Deanna remained unmoved in her seat.
Seeing this, Emily was even more convinced of her thoughts.
With Deanna's status, how could she possibly have an invitation?
She sneered and maliciously raised her voice even higher. "Deanna, do you know where you are!"
"With your status, coming here without an invitation-are you just here for free food and drinks?"
Emily spoke righteously and loudly as if afraid others wouldn't hear.
"Deanna, I didn't expect you to do something like this!"
Hearing this, Deanna frowned slightly.
Emily was truly brainless.
The commotion naturally drew the attention of nearby guests.
Instantly, everyone turned their heads curiously towards them.
Hearing Emily's words made them even more puzzled.
They clearly saw Deanna come in with Lance.
Now with this scene unfolding, they wondered what was going on with this woman.
Feeling everyone's gaze on her, Emily became even more energized. She was determined to deal with Deanna today!
She proudly raised her head and shouted even louder.
"When did people without invitations start sneaking in?"
"Security! Where are the security guards? Get this woman out of here."
She shouted loudly and called for security directly.
"Security! This person doesn't have an invitation."