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Melissa's eyes almost fell out of their sockets while gasping at the sight of her wife standing with broad shoulders and a blazer adorned body in front of a noble room of the Kingdom's most esteemed guest. 

All eyes were glued to the uninvited party crashers, perhaps meeting crashes was a more accurate title, either way, they were a black stain on a wall made of glass and everyone was looking. 

"Riley!" King Junaid bellowed and put all thoughts of public opinion aside as he stormed toward his daughter and grabbed her arm, dragging her toward the exit. 

"King, please," the MC of the meeting raised her voice and raised her hand to quiet the room. "Let her in. I was waiting for her to arrive after all." She had a calm smirk on her face that actually resembled more of a smile than a smirk.