Bye-bye Trash! Hello Queen! novel Chapter 222

Just before they got in the car, Luna handed Natalie a file detailing Joanna’s movements over the past few days.

As Natalie read it, her expression darkened. Joanna loved to spring her traps in public, and when she struck, she was always vicious.

“Who from the Scott family is going tonight?” she asked Luna.

“Everyone except Jerome. I heard Mr. Wilson’s personal assistant delivered the invitations himself. They’re being treated as guests of honor.”

A thoughtful look crossed Natalie’s face. This was Joanna’s classic move. She would use Mr. Wilson’s influence tonight to crush her. The kind of scandal that would not only destroy her reputation but also force Sebastian to divorce her could only be one thing…

Right now, only Marshall could help her.

Natalie mulled it over, then sent Marshall a video call to explain her plan. After hanging up, she relayed the same strategy to Luna.

She pulled up a photo on her phone. “Luna, if what I suspect is going to happen actually happens, you need to find this woman first. Understand? Get our people to pose as waiters at the gala tonight. If I’m right, every security camera on the property will be conveniently disabled.”

“I’m on it,” Luna confirmed. “I’ve already made the arrangements.”

“Good.” Natalie felt a sense of relief.

The Wilsons were another one of Yaro’s powerful dynasties, on par with the Spencers. The city’s elite families were a tangled web of alliances, often solidifying their power and fortunes by marrying their children to one another. Natalie had grown up in that world but had been lucky; her grandfather never would have forced her into an arranged marriage. In her family, you earned your place through merit.

But for the daughters of other prominent families, love was a luxury they couldn't afford. A good match meant a stable life; a bad one meant a lifetime of misery.

He was dressed formally tonight in a sharp black suit that made his handsome, almost beautiful, features stand out even more. His slightly long bangs were styled, adding to his devil-may-care charm.

Natalie gave him a slight nod.

Marshall shot her a roguish grin and a reassuring look. She trusted him; when it came to important matters, he was surprisingly reliable.

“Luna, let’s go in.”

Just as they were about to head inside, Natalie’s eyes narrowed at the sight of two figures approaching.