Chapter 302 Whispers of Betrayal


    But Violeta was too shy to ept Grace''s offer and politely declined.


    Irene was also ready to go, so the two left together.


    As they were leaving, most of the attendees were gone, and the staff was cleaning up.


    In the distance, a figure appeared.


    Suddenly, Grace''s friend nudged her.


    Her friend whispered, "Look, it''s Den."


    Violeta also recognized the man walking toward them.


    Seeing him, Grace''s mood soured.


    Den was there to find Vivian. He had called earlier but got no answer. Noticing unusual charges on their shared bank card, Den, who happened to be nearby for work, decided to look for Vivian and hopefully have dinner with her.


    Thus, he came to the venue and seemed to have been waiting for a while.


    Seeing Grace and her group, Den wanted to ask someone familiar if Vivian was inside. Despite not wanting to trouble himself, he realized he didn''t know anyone else here.


    So he walked over to them.


    "Grace, have you seen Vivian?"


    Grace pretended not to hear him and continued walking.


    Den stepped directly in front of them, blocking their way. "Grace, I''m just asking you a question. There''s no need for this. Last time was a mistake; I was drunk. Do you really have to act like this?"Original from N?velDrama.Org.


    Everyone around Grace had heard bits and pieces about what happenedst time, and a few had attended Grace''s birthday party.


    So, they all recognized Den.


    But since Grace didn''t speak, they wouldn''t either.


    Standing in their way wasn''t a good look for Den.


    Grace looked at him with annoyance and coldly said, "Den, we aren''t close, are we? If you want to find Vivian, call her. Why are you asking me? I''m not your servant, keeping track of your wife for you."


    Den replied, "I called her, but she didn''t answer."


    Grace sneered, "And how is that my problem?"


    However, the fact that Vivian wasn''t answering the phone intrigued Grace.


    She suddenly recalled the scene she had witnessed earlier in the underground parking lot.


    Simon had left early too. Could it be that the two of them...


    A glint of curiosity shed in Grace''s eyes. Could Vivian be with Simon right now?


    If so, Den would be quite the fool.


    Den continued, "Grace, we''re both adults. What''s past is past. There''s no need for this animosity. I''ve never seen you as an enemy ... Indeed, he never saw Grace as an enemy.


    He was just arrogant enough to think Grace was waiting for him by staying single.


    But unfortunately, Grace had long since grown to despise him.


    Grace lowered her eyes.


    Her thoughts drifted to Hazel and


    Nydia, who were still in the et


    after the car ident. She


    suspected Vivian was involved butcked evidence.


    Though she had no proof, that didn''t mean Grace would let it go. She was determined to make Vivian pay.


    Since Den hade to her, as Vivian''s nemesis, it wasn''t too much to stir up some trouble for her, was it?


    Haha...


    Grace sneered and reluctantly said to Den, "Fine. Since you put it that way, I don''t want to seem petty by not telling you.


    "Honestly, saw Vivian leave the


    venue quite a while ago, about forty


    minutes, I saw her getting into


    another man''s car in the underground parking lot. Who


    knows where she went after that?"


    Den was stunned.


    Her words were exaggerated, but Grace did it on purpose.


    Moreover, she wasn''t lying.


    Vivian did get into Simon''s car, even if only to grab something before leaving in her own car.


    Hearing this, Violeta immediately thought of the perfume scent on Simon.


    "I


    She exchanged a knowing nce with Grace, their teacher-student bond evident.


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    Feigning surprise, she said, "Ms. Parker, now that you mention it, remember smelling Vivian''s perfume on a man backstage. I thought I was mistaken."


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    Grace was impressed by Violeta''s attention to detail.


    "Vio, who was it?"


    "Simon Paul!"


    The women around them stifled theirughter. "Oh dear, who doesn''t know about Simon''s flings? I never thought these two would get involved...''


    "Wasn''t there a rumor that Simon likes married women? Tsk tsk."


    Their conversation grew more convincing.


    Den''s face turned a shade of envy as if a dark cloud had suddenly appeared over his head.


    He suddenly recalled therge withdrawal from his ount today. Could it be that Vivian spent that money on this bastard?


    That exined why she wasn''t answering his calls! She was off fooling around!


    Den cursed, "That b*tch! She spent so much today that I knew something was up!"


    For the top tycoons in Quinston, two hundred thousand dors was a mere trifle, no more than the price of a designer handbag.