Chapter 56 Trophy Wife.

Mirabel picked out the dress she was going to wear for the tribute dinner tonight. The stylist packed out an array of dresses for her, along with a hotline to call for makeup artists or hairstylists from where they were camped in another one of the mansions. After the opening ceremony yesterday, Mirabel understood the caliber of people she was around. These were people who had never known poverty in their lives. People who had never known what it felt like to lack or struggle for something. It made her more self-conscious of her simplicity. Imposter syndrome, if you will. Mirabel truly believed she did not belong with these people. Cara was right. Amy stepped in through the open door, “Mistress, do I need to call the hairstylist and makeup artists yet?” “Have the guests started to arrive?” “No, just a few private staff. I overheard, though, that the governor of the state might be in attendance tonight.” Mirabel gasped, “W-what?” “Madam Darwin and the governor have close ties.