Chapter 574
Chapter 574 A Ne Worth $200 Million
If Charlotte exuded an air of nobility and elegance with her dress, then Sandra radiated a charming and
alluring aura,
equally capturing the attention of many.
It’s often said that the worst nightmare at a banquet is showing up in the same outfit, but whether it was
Charlotte or
Sandra, neither intended to change their clothes. This left the host’s expression in an awkward state.
After a few awkward chuckles, the host quickly ushered them in.
Sandra’s gaze shifted towards Joe.
The man exuded an overwhelmingly powerful aura to the extent that even without saying a word, he
compelled
subconscious deference. Yet, even with this powerful man, his focused and affectionate gaze remained
fixed on Charlotte.
Sandra yfully curled her lips; only men like him could ignite the desire for conquest.
Isn’t that right?
She walked over gracefully, her charming smile lifting, “Mr. Smith…”
But soon, her smile froze on her face.
She saw Joe slightly turn to say something to Charlotte, and then his gaze naturally swept past Sandra
before he
temporarily left the venue.
Sandra raised an eyebrow, “It seems you really have remarkable tactics, Miss Clinton. You managed to
make Mr. Smith
so wholeheartedly devoted to you that he doesn’t even dare to look at others.”
Charlotte’s smile remained faint, “Miss Faulkner, you are overestimating me. I don’t have that kind of
ability.”
Hitting a bit of a snag, Sandra didn’t press further on the topic of Joe. N?velDrama.Org holds this content.
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She looked inquisitive, mentioning the Faulkner Family for the first time in front of Charlotte, “I heard
that your mother
passed away early and identally entrusted you to a treacherous couple. Why didn’t she entrust you
to your father at
that time, Miss Clinton?”
Her topic seemed quite casual, to the point where even the Faulkner Family hadn’t been mentioned in
her words, yet it
oddly conveyed an air of probing.
Charlotte smiled, and a chilly gleam in her eyes, “I’m not sure either. Perhaps it would be better to ask
the parties involved
about such matters?”
Judy had passed away years ago. How could she possibly ask the parties involved? Sandra looked at
Charlotte with a
cold expression.
Perhaps sensing the atmosphere between them wasn’t right, Mr. Bulwer walked over with a
champagne ss to ease the
tension, “Miss Clinton, Miss Faulkner, you know each other? It’s quite a coincidence. Miss Faulkner,
you recently acquired
thend where the resort hotel used to be and are in the process of redeveloping it. It might be a
good ce for
business discussions in the future.”
This was a tant way of passing a message to Charlotte.
Sandra raised an eyebrow and smiled, “I heard before that Miss Clinton’s rtionship with the
Chamber of Commerce
wasn’t very harmonious. It seems that was a misunderstanding.”
Charlotte took a sip of champagne in her hand, and suddenly, her gazended at the entrance.
“Miss Faulkner, you have just arrived in Capital City, but you seem to have heard quite a bit of news,”
shemented
with a hint of sarcasm.
Following her line of sight, Sandra saw Joe approaching with a jewelry box in hand.
Amidst the dazzling lights, Joe leisurely opened the box in his hand, revealing an exquisitely perfect
sapphire ne
before everyone’s eyes.
Not far away, someone couldn’t help but gasp while Sandra’s expression turned grim.
Joe gently brushed aside the strands of hair from Charlotte’s neck and adorned her with the sapphire
ne, filling the
previously bare space.
“I think I’ve seen this sapphire ne before! It was auctioned for 200 million dors by an
anonymous bidderst
month. I never expected it to be owned by Mr. Smith!” someone whispered in discussion nearby.