Zaria then turned to Bennett, reassuring him, “Mr. Dreskin, don't worry. She saved my life. If I were to Let anyone hurt her at my party, I would..."

When Zaria once again mentioned the matter that night, Claudia felt that she definitely had an ulterior motive.

“You would what?"

Claudia was curious.

Zaria's teeth clenched as she exclaimed, "I... I'd run through the city center completely naked!”

Claudia was Left speechless.

There was no need to go that far.

“If you don't believe me, you can record what I'm saying right now as proof."

Claudia was about to respond, but Bennett held out his phone, saying “Go ahead. Repeat yourself."

Once again, Claudia found herself speechless. She hadn't expected that the elite would behave so wildly in private.

Zaria indeed repeated herself to the recorder as Bennett requested. Following that, she eagerly placed the invitation on the table. "Mrs. Dreskin, I truly bear no ill will toward you! I just want you to be at my birthday party!"

Claudia couldn't shake off an unsettling feeling that something was off about the way Zaria Looked at her.

Was it just her imagination, or did it match what Aurora had suggested? Did Zaria really Like her?

While Claudia was Lost in her thoughts, Zaria quietly left.

Looking at her back, Claudia wanted to tell her that she didn't want to go, but Zaria had already walked out of the door.

Zaria hurried out of the villa and even considerately shut the door behind her before Leaving.

Even during daylight, Leaving the door wide open seemed a bit unsafe. After all, if a stranger were to barge in, it would terrify Claudia! Interrupted by Zaria, Claudia found her mood for massaging Bennett dissipating.

Instead, she picked up the invitation card from the table and opened it.

The invitation card was quite exquisite. Her name was elegantly scripted upon it, indicating Zaria's genuine thoughtfulness.

After studying the card for a moment, Claudia passed it to Bennett and queried, "Mr. Dreskin, should I accept the invitation?"

“Do you want to go?"

Bennett took over the card. His mood slightly soured upon seeing "Miss Claudia Marshall" written on it.

“Zaria typically invites a lot of prominent young women to her birthday party every year. If you're inclined to join them, the choice is yours."

He probably hoped she wouldn't go. However, Claudia hadn't considered that aspect. "Hey." She propped her face up and looked at Bennett seriously and asked, "Did you sense anything peculiar about the way Zaria looked at me?"