The Luna Marked with Lies The Queen Crowned novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142

“Yes, Miss. Mr. Desmond has taken a special interest in your recent accomplishments.”

I hesitated for a moment, my mind racing.

Why me? What could Felix Desmond possibly want with a pianist turned racer?

But I knew better than to decline an invitation from someone as powerful as him.

11l be there,” I finally said, my voice steady despite the unease bubbling inside me…

The grand hotel where the banquet was to be held gleamed like a palace against the evening sky.

Its massive marble pillars framed the entrance, and crystal chandeliers sparkled behind towering glass windows.

As I stepped out of the car and onto the polished stone steps, I felt a slight flutter of nerves, not just because of the evening’s importance but also because of who might be there.

I adjusted my gown, a deep emerald dress with intricate lace detailing that hugged my figure before flowing out in soft layers.

My makeup was simple but elegant, a subtle shimmer around my eyes to complement the understated confidence I aimed to exude.

Tonight was no ordinary night–it was an evening where the world’s most influential figures would gather, and I had to hold my own.

As I entered the hotel lobby, I was struck by its opulence.

Gilded walls, polished floors that reflected the grandeur above, and a staircase that spiraled up to an enormous ballroom, where the soft hum of classical music drifted from.

The whole place felt like a scene from a dream, something I had only witnessed in stories, and tonight, I was part of it.

I’d attended banquets before, but never one quite like this.

The ballroom itself was filled with sharp–dressed figures, each an expert in their field, each holding a glass of sparkling champagne.

As I stepped inside, it felt like every eye turned toward me.

The chandeliers bathed the room in a warm glow, casting golden light across the faces of the guests.

I could feel their curiosity and admiration as I walked through the crowd.

There were hardly any young faces in the room, which made me stand out even more.

For a brief moment, old insecurities from my past threatened to rise.

I recalled the way Aria, Alice, and their group of followers would often isolate me at gatherings, belittling me in front of others.

But this was different.

As I made my way further into the ballroom, a girl, no older than myself, broke from the crowd, her eyes wide with excitement.

“Oh my, are you Elizabeth? The female racer who’s been blowing up lately? I like you a lot, can we exchange contact information?”

she gushed, her voice drawing the attention of others around us.

People looked over curiously, and when they saw my face a look of surprise passed over their faces, and they came in my direction, wanting to talk to

1. me.

A small smile tugged at my lips, surprised by her enthusiasm.

Before I could answer, others began to gather, each offering warm greetings and wanting to strike up conversations.

It felt surreal to be treated with such friendliness–an unfamiliar but welcome change.

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My earlier anxiety faded, replaced by a sense of belonging.

1 engaged in light–hearted chats about racing, music, and the whirlwind of attention I had garnered lately,

But amidst the pleasantries, I felt a familiar, intense gaze on me.

I turned my head slightly and spotted Leo standing across the room, his dark eyes forking onto mine,

ile looked as if he was about to walk over when suddenly, a figure stepped in front of me, blocking my view.

“What are you doing here?” a cold, stern voice demanded.

I stiffened. Andrew.

His sharp eyes looked me up and down, his face set in a grim expression.

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