SWNOVELS Chapter 131
Chapter 131 London High Socialite
Alocken the dos interrupted her yet again
Claire heaved a sighed and place het pen down. "Yes, come in
Sandra step inside berellice and handed Claire an invitation. "I'm snitty for the interruption miss, but someone send this imitation to you," Claire took it and reallthe letter.
London ligh Socialite
"Thank you, Sandia." She nodded and lett
Feeling conious, she open the invitation and read the content,
Dear, Ms Clate Peterson
You are invited to attend the London High Socialite. The most elite social cicle in London.
12:00 PM, Hamis hotel.
Wear your most fashionable outfit!
Claire stared at the invitation with a confused loolron ler face.
"Why am I getting this?" she matter to herself.
Feeling confused by the invitation, she check the name once again and it is directed to her.
The door of her office open and Matthew strut in with a cupcake in hand. "What's that?" he asked.
""or what?"
"well, it said he is London High Socialite which I have no idea about it and wonder why they sent me this." Claire said lifting the Invitation up. *aybe they want you to attend."
Obviously but I have never know them Suurt heard of them, but I don't even know any of the members or even encounter with them."
*Whows maybe you did talk in them, but you did not notice."
Claire shouted and tossed the invitation on her desk "Do you think should go?"
"Just go who know you see familiar faces."
Claire wasn't really sure if she should go for this kind of thing, she is unfamiliar with, but she also feel curious with the whole London High Socialite.
The next day, Claire decided to attend, with her Chanel tweed and skirt set, Birkin bag, Cartier jewelry and her Louboutin pumps, she is now ready to enter. As the invitation said, the gathering is on the floor which is the garden.
As she arrived, four guards, guarding the entrance. Claire handed them the invitation and they let her in Claire walked in the garden and spotted a few women's in high end clothes. One of them spotted Claire walking towards them and she stood up. "You must be claire Peterson Welcome
Claire shoot her a soft smile and nodded. "Thank you for inviting me. It is an honor to be here."
"Of course. Let me introduce you to the other ladies." she gather the rest of her friends. "First of all, my name is Belinda, "the woman radier who greeted Claire." this, Miranda, Valet, and April"
"Hello, my name is Claire Peterson. Nice to meet all of you."
April, the woman in a red hair walked towards her and giver her hug which caught Claire off guard.
"You are so beautiful, my dear."
"Oh, thank you. Ms," claire said, still slightly stunned by his action "Just call me April."
H
"Yes, the likes to hug people." Violet responded by rolling her eyes. "Ignore her, she's just jealous that she couldn't be friendly like me." April replied not caring about violet respond. Claire couldn't help smiling w
gwatching their encounter. It seems that they are trends and probably childhood friends seeing how close they are.
claire dear, please have a seat." Miranda, who has her hair in a half ponytail invite Claire to their table. Claire could have guess that Miranda was the wisest out of of them
"Thank you." Claire thanked them, feeling grateful for their hospitality Hum is this all of the members?"
Belinda wward her hand while chuckling at clair question. Of course not, my dear. The other are on their way they just like being fashionably late."
Claire couldn't help but looked around the venue. She would have thought they would choose an expensive and extravagant venue. However, this venur is simple and not even grand, it makes her confused why do they call themselves London High Socialite if the venue for their gathering is not even that grand? Except for the putt they are wearing.
The four women shared a knowing look. They could already goes what Claire had in mind, "I'm sure you are wondering why we chose such simple venue, right?" Miranda started calie cheek redden as she escaught observing apologize just for being nude " 131 London High Socialite
"Nonsense, you are not rude. If you are wondering why, it's because we prefer something simple not extravagant. Our club name maybe sound opposite from whe you have imagine and for outsider they probably have the same thought as you but in fact we are not what they think we are." April continue. "Yes, we may be wearing expensive clothing, jewelry, handbag and even car but that is not the point. The club name is only to deceive people. Not everyone in this club are wealthy and rich."
A confused look etched on her face. "Wait, they are not?"
The four of them shook their heads while smiling. "No, my dear. It is only an expression as in only smart, worthy and hard-working women are invited in this club Do you know Mrs. Tina Johnson?"
Claire nodded. "If I may not mistake, she is the wife of the real estate Mr. Bruno Jolmson."
"You are right. Despite of her status, she is not one of our groups, Knowing like her to our club,"
wing that the often belittle after woman only for her e
entertainment. We don't accept women
*So, the London High Socialite is not the extravagant gathering that its name might suggest. In fact, it regardless of their background." Claire said.
it is a mer
eeting for smart, hardworking, and deserving women,
A wide grin plastered on April lips. "Couldn't have worded it better."
"We also have our own program that we funded. We support v women who wanted to leam entrepreneurship and also other skills."
Claire was in awe listening to their explanation about their program. All this time, Claire thought was wrong and so was the other. This gathering is so supporting and also comforting. She was glad that Matthew suggested to her to go even though she didn't want to at first "That is so noble of what you ladies did."
April gaze shifted to the woman behind her. The others immediately stand up, which makes Claire curious. She followed them and turned around only to see a very beautiful woman. She might be in her mid-forties, but her skin is well maintained. Her har is put in a neat bun and her aura is expensive which Claire could feel from where she stood.
Nonetheless, she remind Claire of someone. But she couldn't put a finger in it.
"Claire my dear, this is Adrianna Saint Laurent. The founder of our club. Miranda introduced her to Claire.
Her eyes widen hearing her last name, "Saint Laurent?" her voice barely above whisper as she
e makes sense of the woman in front of her.
She smiled gently to Claire. "Are you Adrian mother?"
Adrianna nodded. "Yes, I am. It is a pleasure to finally meet you, Ms. Peterson. My son talka lot about you." She outstretched her hand in which Claire shook it. April raised her brows at Claire, "You know her son?"