Rena sat on the sofa in the corner with several acquaintances, enjoying the event and the wintry atmosphere.

The movie Rena financed made two billion dollars in the box office. Flora finally turned things around.

The performers, who played supporting roles of the movie, were well received, so many young newcomers came to accost Rena for good opportunities. However, Rena was here for pleasure, not business, so she didn't appreciate the unwanted attention.

Besides, at this moment, she was thinking of someone who had once been dear to her.

She remembered that Harold had once sat next to her and said something to her in such a party.

Rena thought that if Harold were still alive, he would never cross her mind.

But Harold was gone. And she would occasionally think of him and feel a little regretful.

Seeing the expression on Rena's face, Cecilia guessed that Rena was thinking of Harold, and she also felt a bit dejected.

At this time, Talisa Smith, the hostess of the Smith family, came over.

It was said that she was very noble and cunning. Obviously, she wanted to make friends with Rena.

Talisa approached Rena and whispered in her ear, “I didn't invite Aline, but she's outside and wants to see you, Rena.”

Aline... A faint smile curled Rena's lips.

Rena thought Aline was so shameless. She had done so many bad things, but she still had the nerve to show up.

Aline's gall was definitely unmatched. Others might relish embarrassing Aline in front of a crowd. But Rena didn't.

Rena didn't want to give Aline a chance to speak with her, so Rena said to Talisa, "If she doesn't have an invitation to your party, Talisa, then don't let her in. She's not a friend of mine, so I don't have to talk to her."

Talisa understood what was going on. Then, she asked her butler to drive Aline away.

Talisa's butler was observant. He left the banquet hall and said to Aline directly, "Mrs. Smith said that uninvited guests aren't welcome to this party. I'm sorry, Miss Hanson, but I can't let you in. And if you want to see Mrs. Fowler, make an appointment with her yourself."

Aline had on a red evening dress, and she was clutching a tassel handbag. She insisted, “But I just want to have a few words with Rena."

The man looked at her up and down and then said with a polite smile, “I'm really sorry. You can't come in. Mrs. Fowler seems very easy-going. Since she has refused to talk with you, you must have offended her, right?"

Aline's face darkened.

After Talisa's butler left, Aline leaned against the wall and wondered whether or not Rena had found out the truth.

No, it was impossible.