Rebirth: Love me Again

Chapter 226 Party on the High Seas

The yacht glided smoothly over the crystalline waters, a dazzling beacon of luxury against the setting sun.

The Fay family had spared no expense for the grand celebration, their opulent yacht transformed into an extravagant floating venue.

The deck shimmered with soft golden lighting that highlighted the lush floral arrangements and glass accents. A string quartet played melodious tunes, their music carrying across the gentle waves.

A lavish spread of delicacies was arranged on polished tables, offering everything from exotic seafood to intricately designed desserts.

The guests had arrived dressed to impress, each hoping to leave a mark on this glittering social event. The women sparkled in their designer gowns, adorned with exquisite jewelry that caught the light with every movement.

High heels clicked against the wooden deck as they laughed and sipped champagne, their eyes scanning the crowd for eligible bachelors. The men, not to be outdone, donned sharp suits and tailored tuxedos, each carrying an air of sophistication and wealth.

Yet, amidst the sea of glittering opulence, Cole and Lina Fay stood apart. The twins, the stars of the evening, had chosen simplicity over extravagance.

Cole wore a sleek black shirt with a minimalist blazer, exuding effortless charm. Lina opted for an elegant yet understated silk dress in a soft champagne hue, her natural beauty enhanced by the subtle sheen of the fabric. Neither wore excessive jewelry or accessories, yet they radiated an undeniable presence that captivated the room.

When they stepped onto the deck, a hush fell over the crowd. Conversations paused mid-sentence, and all eyes turned toward the birthday celebrants.

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Cole's calm, confident demeanor and Lina's warm smile were magnetic, drawing attention effortlessly. It wasn't the clothes or the accessories—it was their aura, a blend of poise, grace, and power, that outshone every glittering jewel and designer ensemble at the party.

The women couldn't help but steal glances at Cole, his commanding presence making him the epitome of an unattainable dream.

Lina, meanwhile, moved through the crowd with the elegance of royalty, her every gesture leaving an impression of genuine charm. Even in a gathering of the elite, the twins made it clear who truly owned the spotlight.

"Cole," Sophia interjected with a sly smile, "do you have a dance partner? Isn't that why you personally invited Sophie to your birthday? So she could be your partner?"

Sophie flushed at her mother's boldness. "Mother, stop it! You're embarrassing me in front of Cole." She stole a shy glance at Cole, hoping to gauge his reaction.

Sophia pressed on, undeterred. "But it's true! You two would make a wonderful pair. Sophie is an excellent dancer."

Cole raised an eyebrow, his voice cutting through the air like a blade. "I wasn't aware her leg was already healed for her to be dancing tonight."

The mother-daughter pair froze, their earlier laughter dying in their throats. Sophie's confidence wavered as she stammered, "Uh . . . the doctor said it wasn't that serious, so it's healed now."

"Hmm . . ." Cole's eyes turned to slit. "You fell down the stairs and broke your leg—that's what you said in the news. And now, a week later, you're perfectly fine?"

Sophia and Sophie exchanged nervous glances, their practiced composure faltering. The incident had caused Eve to sue them, and their official statement—blaming the fall on a clumsy maid—had barely managed to quell the rumors.

Even now, whispers persisted, with many suspecting that Sophie had fabricated the injury entirely, seeing that her leg seemed fine and she could walk without a wheelchair or a cane.

Sophia cleared her throat, attempting to redirect the conversation. "Anyway, enough of such trivial matters, Cole. The important thing is that Sophie is healed and very much available tonight to dance with you. Don't you think the Rosette and Fay families would make a strong match?"

Cole's lips curved into a faint smile. "You're right," he said, his agreement making both women beam with glee.

"Then—" Sophie began, extending her hand, but Cole interrupted her smoothly.

"Excuse me," he said, his tone anything but polite. "I need to escort the Rosette I'm going to marry."

Sophie and Sophia's smiles faltered, confusion clouding their faces. Their attention shifted to the sudden commotion at the entrance.

It was none other than Eve Rosette, herself.