Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent) novel Chapter 204

The President’s Daughter’s Homecoming Gala.

Everyone who was anyone in Seaview City had turned up for the occasion. Tyrone, being a prominent figure in the city, was naturally on the guest list as an honored VIP. His arrival caused quite a stir—every young heir and socialite in the room seemed eager to find a way to connect with him.

Alicia wore a champagne-colored dress. With her makeup done, the last traces of girlishness had faded from her features, replaced by a striking, more mature beauty and a newfound confidence in her presence.

She held onto Tyrone’s arm as they entered, instantly drawing all eyes in the ballroom.

Tyrone was infamous for never bringing a date to public events. Even at the last charity gala, though he’d brought Alicia, they’d left so quickly that most people never even caught a glimpse of her.

But tonight, there was no ambiguity—Tyrone was introducing Alicia openly, for all to see.

“Who is that woman? How lucky do you have to be to show up with Tyrone? Is that Ms. White?”

“It must be Ms. White, right? I heard Tyrone has a marriage contract with the real White family heiress, Nicole.”

A group of young women clustered together, whispering their speculations about Alicia’s identity.

In this world, pedigree meant everything. If a prominent family’s son married a girl from a modest background, it would be the talk—and the joke—of the entire social circle.

“Mr. Lynch, is this… Ms. White Nicole with you tonight?” someone finally plucked up the courage to ask Tyrone directly.

The whole room seemed to pause, waiting for his answer.

“This is my wife, Alicia.” Tyrone’s voice was calm and commanding.

A collective gasp rippled through the crowd. Tyrone was married? And not to Ms. White?

“So, Mrs. Lynch—she’s the daughter of which family?” The question hung in the air, half-curious, half-probing.

He’d won—utterly and completely.

Alicia glanced back at Mina with a deliberately pitying look. Oh, Miss Lynch’s tongue was as venomous as ever. Honestly, why did Mina insist on provoking Tyrone?

Mina was so furious her breath came in ragged bursts.

“Vincent… aren’t you going to say something?” Her humiliation turning quickly to resentment.

Vincent was angry too, but said nothing. That was his way: calm, reserved, quietly plotting his revenge. Tyrone, on the other hand, never let a slight go unanswered. If he couldn’t settle the score on the spot, he’d make sure to finish it later.

“Take a hard look at yourself,” Vincent said coldly, then turned and walked away.

Mina was left standing there, stunned. It was only then that she realized how out of control she’d become—so rattled by Alicia that she’d completely forgotten herself and the standards of a proper society lady.