In order to welcome their guests, Brian had arranged for a dinner party at the resort.

A lot of figures from the upper crust were invited, as well as a some celebrities.

As night fell, the guests began to trickle in.

The hotel was brightly lit, and soft, classical music was playing in the background.

The main hall was littered with men in suits and women in evening dresses, clinking their glasses and Laughing.

Rosalynn and Valeria stayed with Dayana the whole time, introducing her to people.

In the end, Eleanor never had the chance to talk with Dayana properly.

She despised Valeria and Rosalynn with all her heart, but she couldn't afford to let her feelings show.

She could only squeeze a forced smile and greet the guests she was familiar with.

As she made her rounds, Eleanor kept telling herself to calm down.

Brian would never send her away, no matter how much he would have wanted to.

As long as she stuck around, these people would continue to think that she was going to be the future Mrs. Hughes.

“Eleanor! We haven't seen each other for over a month. You are more attractive than I remembered."

Someone walked to her with a glass of champagne.

Eleanor froze when she laid eyes on the man.

But she quickly took a breath and reminded herself to keep up appearances.

“Oh, John. Fancy seeing you here. Thank you for your compliment."

This man was the father of her unborn child.

She had never wanted to see him again, especially not here.

‘Leanor, we—"

"Oh, I'm sorry, John. My friend is calling me over. Please excuse me.”

With that, Eleanor walked past him and left in a hurry.