Chapter 830


    Chapter 830


    This engagement banquet was thoroughly ruined. Everyone in the crowd knew in the depths of their


    hearts.


    The engagement ceremony was no longer of importance. What was on everyone’s minds was the truth


    behind this entire thing.


    Everyone began analyzing the situation rationally after Guinevere’s words.


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    “Can there really be two women who look so alike, even identical, in this world?”


    “But Guinevere seems very sure that they are two different women. Perhaps, they really are...”


    “That cannot be! They look like one and the same to me!”


    “If they are actually the same woman, Guinevere couldn’t possibly be so sure, can she?”


    Ste looked at the confident look on Guinevere’s face, and her eyes turned cold. “How are you so


    sure that Ste is really dead and has no way of dealing with you?”


    Guinevere looked back into her eyes as she whispered into her ears, “Yes, she’s already dead. Are you


    able to resurrect her and make her fight for Weston with me? I’ve already said countless times that


    you’re nothing but a lowly recement! You’ll never win me!”


    “What if I tell you that I am Ste Sealey?”


    Ste slowly stood up and looked calmly at the woman before her, saying in an icy tone, “If I weren’t


    her, how would I have been able to retrieve Weston’s marriage certificate with her and so much


    confidential and personal information?”


    The more she exined, the more Guinevere’s face paled. It was as if she saw a ghost, and disbelief


    clouded her face.


    Guinevere looked on, horrified at the women before her, as her eyes widened slowly. Her previously


    composed stature slowly disintegrated toward the brink of copse.


    She clenched her fists with a deathly grip and squeezed out the words, “Impossible...you’re lying!”


    Ste sneered. “Lying? when I jumped down from that balcony, I swore I would make you pay the


    moment I had the chance...”


    Guinevere mumbled profusely under her breath and began trembling hard the moment she heard the


    word ‘balcony’ing from Ste’s mouth.


    Her firm assumptions copsed in that instant, and her blood froze from her fingertips to the core of her


    heart.


    She refused to believe it. “You’re just saying that on purpose to test me! I conducted a DNA test. You


    and Ste are twopletely different people! ”


    “Is that so?”


    Ste chuckled, but the warmth never reached her eyes, “what makes you so sure about that? Did you


    see her corpse?”


    “She was immediately pronounced dead the moment she jumped off, and her body was cremated, stop


    trying to mislead everyone here! ”


    Guinevere suddenly turned agitated as she charged toward Ste, “shut your trap!”


    She lifted her hand, poised and ready to give Ste a tight p, but Ste caught her wrist just in time,


    “ Didn’t you say that Ste was the one who couldn’t let go of things? why did she suddenly jump off


    the balcony?”


    Guinevere’s eyes shifted uneasily as anxiety crept in.


    “Yes! She couldn’t let go of things, so she decided to jump off the balcony...”


    “Why are you so clear about the details? Were you there at the balcony that day, too?”


    “I was kidnapped together with her...”


    “Kidnap? why is kidnapping in the picture? Didn’t you say that Ste was the one who couldn’t let go of


    things?”


    Guinevere red at her wordlessly, her throat constricted as if someone was strangling her.


    She covered her ears with her palms and shrieked out loud as fear contorted her face, “stop talking,


    stop talking! You’re not Ste Sealey. You’re E Steele!”


    “Is that really so?”


    Guinevere knelt as though she could hide from reality and the truth.


    Ste tilted her face coldly, forcing her to look into her eyes. “Open your eyes and look at me. Is it E


    or Ste standing before you?”