Stella looked at the jewelry box that fell next to her feet - the necklace in it had broken into two pieces, scattering on the ground.
It wasnât until now did Phoebe came back to her senses. In a hurry, she said, âAnnie, what are you doing...â
Annie said, âPhoebe, this woman faked her pregnancy to force my cousin Clarence to marry her. Then she tried every possible mean to hit on Horace.â
âMs. Radomil isnât such a person. Annie, did you misunderstand something?â
Annie laughed out ironically. She stared at Stella and said, âYou are so good at pretending. With your skin, others donât know what kind of person you are.â
âWell...â
Stella slowly turned around and looked at Annie calmly, âWhat kind of person am I?â
âDonât you know yourself? After you divorced Clarence, you pestered Horace. Now Horace has engaged to me, you are still pestering him. You canât live without men, can you?â
Stella slightly smiled and said, âIf I did keep pestering Horace, do you think you still could get engaged?â
Annie gritted her teeth fiercely, âYou finally admit it!â
âWhat canât I admit? Youâre always afraid that Horace would be snatched by me one day, arenât you? Since you are so fearful, why donât I just make your wish come true?â
âYou...â
Annie raised her hand and wanted to slap her, but she was stopped by Phoebe, âAnnie, donât be reckless.â
Annie had already lost her mind right now, âSince she could say such shameless words, no matter what happens, she deserves it!â
Phoebe frowned, âItâs such a big occasion today. Horace and his parents are also there. If you made a scene, it would be bad for you.â
Upon hearing it, Annie calmed down a lot. She wasnât afraid of what Phoebe had said. It was just because Clarence was also in the hall.
If he knew that she slapped Stella, he definitely would give her a hard time.
Annie drew her hand. She cast a glance at Stellaâs belly, an idea coming up to her.
Right then, there was a mess in the banquet hall. One subordinate came over and whispered to Phoebe in her ear. Her face slightly changed. When she turned around and was about to go back, she looked over at Stella, âMs. Radomil, probably you should come with me. Something went wrong with the auction item from SG Jewelry Magazine.â
After they all left the scene, a figure walked out of the corner. The person stood motionlessly for a moment, looking over at the broken necklace. After a few seconds of thought, the person picked it up, put it in the pocket, and turned away.
The charity auction.
Pieces of jewelry of SG Jewelry Magazine were exhibited according to the sequences. When it was the turn of Stellaâs design, not only Stanford looked surprised, but also Modesty walked up. She said in confusion, âIsnât it the necklace I designed particularly for Miss Steward...â
Although she didnât speak loudly, her words raised a huge uproar in the quiet banquet hall.
All the attendees started to discuss in low voices, âWhatâs SG Jewelry Magazine doing? How could they present the customized necklace in an auction?â
âWait... Isnât it supposed to be Ms. Radomilâs design? How come? What on earth happened?â
âMs. Radomil? Is she the designer who was the mistress of a rich man? I went to the new product launch event of SG Jewelry Magazine last time.
Sheâs indeed quite beautiful. Itâs not bad to have such a plaything.â
Right after the person finished speaking, he felt a cold and sharp gaze. When he turned around, he couldnât find anything.
Upon hearing those discussions, Stanford was the most troubled one.
Before the jewelry was delivered, he had checked and confirmed it a few times. There were no problems at all.
He found Modesty and asked with a frown, âWhat happened?â
Modesty shook her head, âI donât know either. But, I found my designed necklace was gone. Miss Steward didnât inform me that she has taken it. Mr.
Leif, Iâve seen Ms. Radomilâs end product earlier. It shouldnât be her.â
Stanford didnât expect that she would explain for Stella, so he fell into the silence for a moment.
Frankly speaking, Modesty was the biggest suspect for this incident.
Stanford looked over at Modesty thoughtfully. The latter looked quite easy, not guilty at all.
He said, âModesty, letâs go to explain to Jason Group together. We should try our best to limit the influence of this event.â
âSure.â
When Stella and Phoebe walked into the banquet hall, the host had announced that the auction was paused. Everyone was talking about this incident.
The rumor that she was a mistress of a rich man was talked about again. Some of them even said that her designs were all plagiarized, so it was her karma that such an incident happened this time. Some of them said the reason why SG Jewelry Magazine backed her up several times was that she had affairs with some senior executives.
Those people said quite affirmatively as if they truly had the evidence.
Annie stood aside with her arms across her chest. She said sarcastically, âWhat canât she do? She always takes others as her own. This is not the first time.â
Phoebe said in a low voice, âAnnie, stop saying that. The truth of the matter hasnât been found out. Donât slander others.â
âShe knows herself if itâs a slander or truth.â
Stella wasnât in the mood to argue with Annie meaninglessly. She found a coworker from SG Jewelry Magazine in the crowd and asked, âWhere is Mr.
Leif?â
âHi, Ms. Radomil?â The coworker looked quite surprised when seeing her. Then immediately, he answered, âI saw Mr. Leif and Modesty go to talk to Mr. Jason.â
Stella asked, âWhere were they heading to?â
âThe VIP lounge.â
Stella nodded at him for appreciation. She turned around and said to Phoebe, âMiss Steward, Iâm sorry. Please excuse me.â
Phoebe said, âLet me go with you.â
Stella was about to refuse, but she added, âAfter all, the incident has something to do with me as well.â
âAll right.â
Mr. Conrad Proposes to His Ex-wife Again ï¤Chapter 123: Pretty Good at Acting An Eight-year-old Princess ï¤Chapter 1410 Go And Return Quickly Critic ï¤Chapter 105: Missing Drake In the VIP lounge, George also heard a lot of rumors about Stella. He looked obviously angry, âWhat are you doing? How come youâve sent such a designerâs product for auction? And even such an incident happened!â
Stanford said, âMr. Jason, Iâm quite sorry for what happened. But, youâve misunderstood our designer. The rumors are not real. Besides, the jewelry for auction was indeed designed by her. There should be some mistakes in between...â
âI donât care. Youâve ruined my charity banquet. Iâve asked my men to take down her jewelry. Youâd better give us a clarification for this event later.â
Stanford frowned, âMr. Jason if youâve put down all her jewelry in this way without any explanation, you would make others misunderstand her...â
George interrupted him coldly, âItâs none of my business.â
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