The Daughter of a Hooker

Rain shook her head at the lengths Dina would go to just to humiliate and kick her out. Keeping her composure, she smiled calmly at her sister and said, "Last time I checked, Dina, I'm no longer part of the Clayton family. My invitation was as a separate guest."

Dina arched an eyebrow, clearly ready to argue more, but before she could, a sweet voice interrupted. "Rain Clayton?"

Rain turned to see Vernice herself approaching. Even in her fifties, Vernice exuded elegance and grace, looking younger than her years with an undeniable aura of authority that hushed the murmurs around them.

"Oh, yes, Miss Vernice!" Dina seized the moment, her smirk widening. "I'm glad you're here to clear this up. This woman used our family name to sneak in. Someone like her shouldn't be at an event like this." She glared at Rain, her eyes filled with a mix of satisfaction and disdain.