"Who's this? Why have I never seen her by your side before?"
Mrs. Fairchild frowned, never expecting her friends to suddenly drop by.
They just happened to catch Sylvia Lane here.
An elegantly poised woman smiled faintly and said, "Must be a daughter of some distant relative, quite pretty indeed."
Sylvia Lane smiled, with a deep meaning, "I'm a daughter of the Lane Family, my name is Sylvia Lane."
As soon as she said this, the faces of the group of socialites changed dramatically.
The Lane Family.
Who in this upper circle didn't know about the arranged marriage between the Fairchild and Lane families?
No one knew why the Fairchilds, a century-old aristocratic family, took a liking to a family not even counted as new nobility in Aurelia like the Lanes.
But they did take a liking, and that was not open to discussion.
First, the young lady of the Lane family had an accident, and then the Second Miss Lane had yet to appear in the public eye.
