Chapter 23


    As a shop assistant, she had never seen President Hond in person. She looked at Skr who was


    holding Coralie''s arms, and she immediately realized who Coralie must be!


    "President Hond? I''m sorry, I didn''t know that she''s Mrs. Hond... I thought..." the shop assistant


    attempted to exin.


    "You thought? So, did you think that you can talk to a customer in this manner, just because she isn''t


    Mrs. Hond?" asked Skr.


    Skr stood there with a resolute aura.


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    The shop assistant really wanted to bite off her own tongue.


    "I''m sorry, President Hond. I was wrong. I won''t do it again." she apologized.


    At this point, the shop assistant had no idea how she could make up for her mistake. It was not the first


    time she had refused to serve a customer who looked like they could not afford buying anything here.


    However, never did she imagine that this time, it was Mrs. Hond.


    "Who was thedy trying the clothes on earlier?"


    Skr asked Coralie.


    "She''s my ex-husband''s current wife."


    Coralie answered.


    Although it was a mouthful, her words exined theplicated rtionship between the twodies.


    Skr nodded. At this time, the police had also arrived. The staff had already told the police about what


    had happened just now.


    When the police came over, Skr said to the za manager, "Take that video to the police. Leave the


    rest to them."


    After that, he took Coralie and left.


    "Thank you."


    It was not until they got into the car that Coralie thanked him.


    After so many years, it was the first time that someone stood up for her, and it was when she needed


    help the most.


    "You''re thanking me? You were bullied while holding the title of Mrs. Hond. I have nothing to say. You


    are such a good-for-nothing."


    Skr looked ahead calmly, showing no emotion.


    In A City, the Hond family was one of a few enterprises at the top of the pyramid. Indeed, as he said,


    the title of Mrs. Hond''s name was such a powerful identity.


    "Well, I am used to being a good-for-nothing."


    Coralie puckered her mouth. She thought about the past few years that she had not cared for herself


    and was ving away at house chores and taking care of her mother inw. "How could I have had the


    confidence?" she muttered.


    Now that she was free of that, she had to work hard.


    "You''re my woman. You may be a good-for-nothing, but you can''t be bullied by others," said Skr.


    He looked at her coldly, but Coralie felt the warmth in his words. She was momentarily stunned and


    thanked him again, "Thank you, Skr."


    No matter how he looked at her, he did help her today.


    "Thank him. That''s what I should do." she thought.


    "Let''s go to the S Brand gship store."


    Skr ordered the driver.


    "What are we going to do there?" she wondered.


    "Didn''t you like the dress just now? Let''s buy it from another store." Skr replied.


    Skr took Coralie to the S Brand gship store. After buying the dress, she went to get her makeup


    done.


    In the dressing room, Coralie changed into the dress and sat in front of the dressing table. The makeup


    artist circled around her several times and could not help but nod, "Such a pure canvas to work on."


    "What?" Coralie asked.


    She was puzzled.


    "Don''t worry. Leave everything to me." the artist assured.


    The makeup artist styled Coralie''s hair very simply and began applying make up on her. The process


    only took about half an hour.


    The makeup was done.


    The makeup artist had styled her very minimally yet elegantly.


    "We''re done." The makeup artist pushed the door of the dressing room open.


    While Skr was sitting on the armchair outside, he was observing the stock market on his tablet


    Coralie stepped out in the white high-heels the stylist had chosen for her and stood in front of Skr.


    She asked softly, "Does it look good?"


    She hid her hands behind her back and clutched them nervously, waiting for Skr to look up at her.


    After Skr finished a transaction, he raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him. With


    just a nce, he was stunned.


    He opened his mouth slightly and wanted to say something, but he did not.


    Coralie looked at his expression, and her nervous mood became even more uneasy. "It doesn''t look


    good? Then I''ll go change."


    After all, it was for the banquet for the Hond family. Although she thought it looked good, Skr had


    an absolute say in what she wore.


    "Let''s go. I don''t have so much time to wait for you."


    As Skr said so, he grabbed her wrist and took her away by force.


    When they arrived at the Hilton Hotel where the family banquet was held, it was already 4 o''clock. The


    family banquet was held early to cater to Skr''s elderly grandmother''s routine.


    "Will... will your mother be here?"


    As soon as they arrived downstairs, Carolie''s thought about it for a while and asked this question.


    After all, when she was in college, Madam Hond said those awful words to her.


    Coralie still ended up marrying her son. Although it was only one year''s contract, this fact was kept


    secret from Madam Hond.


    "Why, do you want to see her?" asked Skr.


    He was walking at fast pace initially, but when he heard her question, he slowed down.


    "She met me once when we were in college. It seemed that... she didn''t like me at that time." Coralie


    said.


    Skr knew that Coralie had met with Mrs. Hond, but he had no idea what his mother said to Coralie


    that day.


    He only knew that after he graduated, he had lost contact with Coralie.


    "She''s not going to be here."


    Skr answered.


    When they got on the elevator and arrived at the banquet hall on the fourth floor, Coralie realized for


    the first time that the Hond family was a huge family.


    There were about a hundred men and women in the banquet hall, all wearing different styles of formal


    wear, and each of them seemed to look very wealthy.


    At first, Coralie wondered if this dress would be too eye-catching, but now it seemed that she was the


    one who was the most low-key.


    "Oh Skye, here you are. And Coralie too," an elderly voice said.


    Grandmother Hond hadte stage cataract and her vision was blurry. However, when Coralie and


    Skr appeared in their matching ck and white outfits, she still recognized them at a nce.


    "Granny," Skr greeted her.


    Skr held Coralie''s hand, walked past the crowd, and went straight to Grandmother Hond.


    While Coralie walked through the crowd her hair swayed slightly on both sides of her cheeks. Her light


    makeup made her perfect facial features look delicate and beautiful. Her bright and clear eyes fixed on


    the direction of Grandmother Hond with a slight smile. The white evening gown she wore, although


    very simple, hardly concealed her impable body figure.


    Her appearance caused quite a stir among the crowd.


    "Granny."


    Coralie also called out "Granny" alongside Skr.


    "My good grandchildren. I am happy to see you two here." said Grandmother Hond.


    Although there were many descendants of the Hond family, everyone knew that the grandmother


    favoured Skr the most.


    The observant people immediately recognized the emerald bracelet on Carolie''s hand.


    A middle-aged woman in a dark purple evening gown with a plump figure came over. She cast a


    strange look at Coralie''s emerald bracelet and said to Skr, "Skr, Valerie wanted toe, but her


    exams areing up. She had to revise for it so she couldn''te. Please don''t me her."


    Coralie noticed that when this woman mentioned the name "Valerie", Skr''s face, which had always


    been indifferent, had a sh of change.


    She could not help but ask, "Who is Valerie?"