I hesitated for a moment but realized he had a point. If I wanted my son to have a solid place within the Yates family, I needed to integrate myself into this circle of powerful people.
With that, I pushed aside the doubts that gnawed at my mind and agreed. "Okay, I’ll go now."
I gently handed my sleeping son over to the nanny, who I trusted most among the household staff. I warned her to keep a close eye on him and to make sure he wasn’t frightened by all the noise and commotion.
With a teacup in hand, I began greeting the guests. Since I was breastfeeding, I had to drink tea instead of alcohol. Many of the guests praised me, complimenting me on being a dutiful daughter-in-law and a good mother.
This banquet was filled with people from influential families, including Spencer’s high school sweetheart, Lucy and her relatives, the Rivera Family.
I spotted Lucy standing alone, speaking to someone and for a moment, I wondered if I should approach her.
"Tiffany, you’re here!" Lucy called out, her words catching me off guard.
I had no choice but to respond.
"Yes, Lucy," I said, trying to mask my surprise. "Thank you for coming. Let me offer a toast to you."