Dahlia's POV
"Search me?" A cold laugh escaped my lips as I fixed Miranda with a steady stare. "What exactly makes you believe I would take something that belongs to her?"
"Look around this room. Everyone here comes from established families with real money and power. Everyone except you." Miranda's voice dripped with contempt. "Who else would be desperate enough to steal from Lauren? Some people have no shame when it comes to taking what catches their eye."
The circle of wealthy women surrounding me turned their attention my way, their faces twisted with obvious disgust. Anyone walking into this scene would assume I had committed some terrible crime against their precious social circle.
The reality was much simpler. These women couldn't stand that someone like me, cast aside by Soren, could still capture a man's interest. Especially when that man happened to be Vincent, the company president sitting beside me, who hadn't bothered to acknowledge their existence all evening.
