CHAPTER 46

The Davies mansion exuded an air of Opulence and grandeur as men and women dressed in designer suits and dresses, mingled and chattered among themselves. The interior was covered with white and gold decorations which stretched from the foyer to the grand living room where the party was being held. Waiters dressed in white and black uniforms weaved through the crowd, with their tray of champagne flutes professionally balanced on their hands.

Anita felt a wave of nostalgia wash over her as she stepped into the room. It had been months since she last visited the familiar mansion. Adrian, beside her took in the scenery, a curious yet relaxed expression written on his face. He hadn’t been to many elite events yet, so this was all new territory to him. But now that he was a trillionaire heir, he would have to get used to attending even greater parties in the near future, some which would personally be hosted by him.

A waiter came by and Adrian took two flutes of champagne.

“Here you go,” he