But as far as Lauren could remember, she and Briony had never met before today.

Briony's useless mother, though-Lauren had crossed paths with her a few times. Julia was nothing more than a clueless, discarded socialite, someone Lauren had never bothered to take seriously.

But Julia's daughter...

Lauren withdrew her hand, smoothing down her carefully styled hair as she sized Briony up with a critical eye.

She had to admit, Briony was a clear step up from Julia-prettier, sharper, with a far more striking presence. She even seemed smarter.

But so what?

In the end, hadn't she still lost to Lauren's own daughter?

Whether it was Julia or Briony, both mother and daughter were destined to lose to Lauren's family.

The thought sparked a smug glint in Lauren's eyes.

She turned to Briony with a practiced smile. "I don't believe I've met Ms. Kensington before, though people often tell me that. Maybe I just have one of those familiar faces?"

A familiar face? Hardly. Lauren's features were anything but ordinary-her eyes held the same captivating allure as Rosita's, a beauty you didn't forget easily.

familiar because of Rosita, or if

"Mom!"

Briony's sleeve. Snapped out of her thoughts, she looked

you have to work tonight? If you're not working, can I go

hand away. "Irwin,

lip trembled as he looked up at her, wounded

ran into a serving cart. There

Lauren's expression flickered.

Briony blaming her for not

a foster mother-how dare she act

in the kitchen and didn't realize Irwin had slipped out. Thank goodness you

meant to scold Lauren. She would have said the same to anyone; after all, safety came

and had no interest in further conversation. Taking Stella's hand, Briony turned

"Mom-!"

run after her, but Lauren

go! I want to

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