Married to the Secret Stanger

The grand ballroom of the King Multinational Annual Charity Gala was a breathtaking sight—golden chandeliers, crystal-clear champagne, and the most influential figures in business and high society gathered in one place.

At the center of it all, Sophia Baker gracefully entered, her arm looped through Jason Monroe's.

Whispers and admiration followed them.

"Sophia Baker looks stunning tonight."

"She's truly a goddess."

"Jason Monroe is so lucky."

Sophia basked in the attention, her lips curving into a victorious smile. This is where I belong.

Her dress, a shimmering champagne-colored gown, clung to her figure perfectly. It was from an elite designer, and she had spent days ensuring everything about her appearance was flawless.

Jason, standing tall beside her, greeted influential businessmen as if he were their equal. His company had grown after aligning with the Baker family, and tonight, he wanted to cement his place among the elite.

Sophia's gaze swept across the ballroom. Joanne. Where are you?

She was sure Joanne would be here. After all, the Kings were sponsoring the event.

Sophia smirked, imagining Joanne in some average dress, sitting quietly in a corner. There's no way she could outshine me.

Her fingers tightened around Jason's arm.

Tonight, she would show Joanne who the real winner was.

But then—

The murmurs changed.

The whispers of admiration for her suddenly turned into something else.

Gasps. Stunned silence.

And then, the words that made her entire body stiffen.

"Oh my God… look who just arrived."

"The true star of the gala…"

"She's breathtaking."

Sophia's heart pounded. Who? Who could possibly—

And then she saw her.