Chapter 453 Billionaire's Lies

• Jenny stood in front of her closet, staring at the assortment of dresses in front of her. Each one seemed to mock her in its own way, reminding her of the nervousness gnawing at her. She had never attended an event like the upcoming business congress, especially not one where she would be representing Zina. The weight of the responsibility pressed heavily on her shoulders.
• Her fingers brushed over a deep emerald gown, the satin fabric soft and cool to the touch. It was elegant, professional, and, most importantly, would make a statement. But there was something else nagging at her a memory, sharp and intrusive that she couldn’t quite shake. The memory of that night. The night she had gotten drunk, let down her guard, and ended up in Saben’s car.
• Saben.