I refuse to marry him!

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After Darien's departure, the party slowly regained its rhythm. The grand hall, once filled with tension and drama, buzzed again with laughter and conversation. The guests, although still whispering about the night's events, gradually returned to their celebrations, the allure of the evening's entertainment too tempting to resist.

As the night wore on and the last notes of music faded away, the guests began to depart.

Eveline, lost in thought and barely noticing the dwindling crowd, was suddenly approached by Charles. His presence was like a dark cloud looming over her already troubled mood. Without waiting for him to speak, she snapped, her voice tinged with anger, "What do you want, Charles?"

He, looking both offended and indignant, retorted, "I should be the one asking you that, Eveline. How dare you invite that... that pauper, Darien, knowing full well I'd be here?"

Eveline couldn't help but laugh, a bitter sound that echoed slightly in the nearly empty hall. "It's my party, Ch
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