Chapter 301
However, Robert’s voice carried through the microphone to every corner of the banquet hall: “Honored guests, friends, good evening. I am Gabriel Rossi…”
That single sentence shocked everyone around Cedrick.
“How is that possible… How could it be… Isn’t he Lucille’s good–for–nothing, nouveau riche brother?
How could he be Leo…” Maricela looked as if she was about to collapse. She suddenly remembered the man in the basement that day, the man who was like a viper. Fear, like a net, fell over her, trapping her tightly, so tight she could barely breathe…
The women beside her who had been flattering her earlier also exclaimed, “Maricela!
How is he Leo?”
“Yeah!
Didn’t you say you were college classmates with Leo, and that he was your upperclassman?”
“Didn’t you say he liked you?
That he came to Seaston for you?”
“Maricela, how could you not know him?”
Maricela felt utterly humiliated, as if her face was being ground into the floor. But embarrassment wasn’t the worst part. The important thing was, she knew how terrifying this man could be. After making such a scene, would he really throw her into the sea to feed the fish?
Shock was one thing, but after the initial surprise, Zoe and Nicole just felt gleeful.
“Hah, all that bragging, trying to make herself look good. Now she’s got shit all over her face. Serves her right!”
Zoe gloated.
Nicole also had a smirk on her face.
Cedrick’s head was just buzzing, with only one word echoing in his ears: Over.
This time, it was over again.
Looking at her in the distance, Harlan’s words rang in his cars: Every deal fell through because of Lucille. This is the third time. She’s not here this time, so it’s guaranteed to work.
Someone else was saying: Hey, isn’t that Cedrick’s wife on stage?
Nicole laughed out loud along with her.
But David, clueless as ever, asked, “Who?
Who said it was glass?”
Maricela’s face was too twisted with rage to look at.
Harlan knew what was going on right away. He pulled David back and hissed, “Shut up!”
Cedrick gave a bitter smile. He was also one of the people who had called it glass…
The followers who had been laughing with Maricela about Lucille wearing a cheap online knock- off were now freaking out: What?
That necklace is actually worth 300 million?
Thinking about everything they had just done to Lucille, each of them wished they could get as far away from Maricela as possible.

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