Chapter twenty-three.

"It's a good thing we came to this event."

"Eunice, you are really getting old and I don't even know if Clark Anderson is still interested in marrying you, use this opportunity to find yourself a good suitor…and make sure he is from any of the Elite families."

Lady Megan Stevens' voice was barely above whispers as they sat down among other esteemed guests and enjoyed the front-row view of the main event.

Immediately Denise's gaze fell on Max Xanderson, Melissa, Chloe and Mrs Sophia.

"Grandma! Look, the slum princess and his dumbass husband are on the line about to enter the venue."

Her voice was laced with anger and her gaze was reeking with derision.

"How did they even get past gate two?!"

Lady Megan Stevens yelled as they all stared at Max, Melissa and her family from the glass barrier.

Standing in front of the male attendant, Max, Melissa and her family were stopped.

"Madam…please step aside, your name is on the list under the Top Elite section but just some minutes ago we passed L