Betty's POV

My lips twitched, and a wave of irritation washed over me. Benji sensed something was wrong and his eyes nervously darted around. My voice remained calm as I spoke.

"Your friend didn't invite me. I came solely on the princess's invitation." My eyes darted to the ground fall of the ballroom. "I was the one who designed her dress." I chimed then turned around to leave only to stop a step..

I glanced over my shoulder to meet Benjamin’s gaze. "Also tell Mr Orlov to ...