Rebirth of the Deadly Beauty novel Chapter 121

Diana beamed with satisfaction. Yvonne's flawless performance today made all those years of careful nurturing feel completely worthwhile.

With Yvonne on the scene, the Henderson family's reputation in Riverdale was about to hit new heights.

Glancing around, Diana noticed a cluster of well-dressed women nearby.

"Yvonne, stay put for a moment. I just spotted Mrs. Harper. I'm going to say hi." Flashing Yvonne a quick smile, Diana picked up her champagne glass and glided toward the group.

Not long after, a few elegantly dressed girls sauntered over to Yvonne.

"So, you're Yvonne Henderson, right? The campus belle from First Academy? I've heard all about you."

"Yvonne, nice to finally meet you. I'm Amy Harper."

"Yvonne, do you remember me? I was in the class next door to you in middle school."

After Diana walked away, Yvonne found herself surrounded. People seemed to materialize out of nowhere, each one eager to strike up a conversation with her.

When she first arrived, the girls her age had been cold, sizing her up with a mix of indifference and jealousy. But once they figured out what Priscilla had in mind, their attitudes shifted. Any bitterness they felt toward Yvonne was buried deep beneath polite smiles.

Now, it wasn't about feelings—it was about strategy. In their world, staying in favor meant keeping one's family's status intact, and right now, Yvonne was a card worth playing.

With the possibility of becoming the next daughter-in-law of the Savage family, Yvonne's value had shot through the roof.

Within minutes, she had become the new center of attention. Compliments flowed, and as they did, a subtle but unmistakable look of pride spread across her face.

As the crowd buzzed with conversation and champagne glasses clinked, the doors to the banquet hall swung open. A young man, dressed impeccably in a tailored black suit, stepped in.

The moment he crossed the threshold, the entire room seemed to freeze. His presence was electric, sending a ripple of awe through the crowd. For a few long seconds, everyone was too stunned by his commanding aura to even register his appearance.

Still, she tried to console herself. Gavin was known for his cold, distant attitude at school. No girl had ever cracked his icy exterior. This wasn't personal, she told herself.

Anyway, soon, she would be his fiancée. Once the engagement was official, she would be the one by his side. She'd have the authority to stand next to him and silence any girl at school who dared to have eyes for him.

Across the room, Priscilla had been chatting with her wealthy circle, but as soon as she saw Gavin walk in, she excused herself and made a beeline toward him.

"Gavin, you're finally here!"

Lately, she had noticed something different about her son—an air of confidence that bordered on untouchable.

She liked this new version of Gavin, someone more commanding and in control. But there was a trade-off—this version of her son seemed beyond her influence.

Gavin walked into the center of the banquet hall. Then, his gaze landed on Diana, who was standing off to the side.