As long as Bettie refrained from playfulness, she exuded the aura of a queen.

“It Looks good," Sabrina remarked with a smile. "Considering you did it yourself, Bettie, how could it be anything less?"

Bettie began to brush her hair. "Elora thinks she can rival me? She'll be grounded before she knows it if I have anything to do with it!"

Once her hair was done, Bettie rummaged through her wardrobe, selecting her most lavish outfit, and paired it with a handbag valued over a hundred thousand.

After she dressed up, Sabrina signaled her approval with a thumbs up.

Admiring her reflection in the mirror, Bettie couldn't help but beam with satisfaction.

She nudged Sabrina toward the mirror, insisting, "Your turn now. We've got to dazzle them tonight!"

As evening settled, there was already a buzz in the room as old friends gathered.

Years had passed since their Last reunion. Some bragged about their latest achievements, while others flaunted their stunning significant others. A few had even brought their partners for introductions.

With confidence, Bettie led the way. She double-checked her room number, gave her appearance one last glance, and made her entrance with all the grace and poise of a proud queen.

Sabrina, with matching elegance, trailed closely behind.

The room went silent for a beat as they took in the newcomers. Eyes of varying emotions—astonishment, curiosity, and some judgment—lLanded on the two women.

"Wow! Is that Bettie? Damn it! I could hardly recognize her!" a man sitting on the sofa at the door exclaimed.

Bettie's eyes darted around the room, locking onto him. “Roland Wagner? Still clever, I see!"

As her name settled, recognition dawned on many faces. "Bettie? Is that really you? You've become so beautiful!”

“Bettie, join us over here!"

“Got yourself a boyfriend yet, Bettie?" a man asked in a loud voice, laughing.

Her classmates all greeted her.

Bettie responded, grinning, "Boyfriend? Now, that's a secret!"

“Speaking of wonders, who's the stunner with you, Bettie?" Roland inquired.