#Chapter 60 Masquerade Gala

Judy’s POV The Gala was just as beautiful as I imagined; it was also incredibly crowded. The moment our limo pulled up to the front entrance where everyone was lined up to get inside, the paparazzi were all over us. Flashes of light nearly blinded me, and Walter had to take my hand and guide me through the doorway. The press kept asking questions about what Irene was wearing and when they got a look at me, one of them recognized Ella Venuti’s design and started to ask me questions about it too. I opened my mouth to answer them about where I got the dress, but Irene stopped me. “You don’t want to talk to the press,” she whispered. “They are nasty buggers and will twist anything you say.” I bit my lip and nodded. We walked over to the security guards at the entrance. Ethan pulled out the invites for him and Irene. The security guard looked at them for a moment before nodding and stepping aside for them to enter. Walter handed the security guard our tickets next, and he l