Danny said, “You guys, go ahead inside. I’ll join you later. I’m waiting for the car owner!”
“Do you believe I’ll kill you here?” Kennedy threatened.
***
Isabelle put the car key in her pocket and followed the crowd into the banquet hall. Dressed in a comfortable hoodie and sneakers, Isabelle’s casual outfit starkly contrasted with the elegantly dressed guests. Her laid-back demeanor made her seem out of place.
The guests glanced at her curiously, wondering whose child she was.
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