Chapter 574 A Necklace 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.
Itâs 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 hostâs expression in an awkward state.
After a few awkward chuckles, the host quickly ushered them in.
Sandraâs 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 playfully curled her lips; only men like him could ignite the desire for conquest.
Isnât that right?
She walked over gracefully, her charming smile lifting, âMr. Smithâ¦â
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, âIt seems you really have remarkable tactics, Miss Clinton. You managed to make Mr. Smith
so wholeheartedly devoted to you that he doesnât even dare to look at others.â
Charlotteâs smile remained faint, âMiss Faulkner, you are overestimating me. I donât have that kind of ability.â
Hitting a bit of a snag, Sandra didnât press further on the topic of Joe.
Enter titleâ¦
She looked inquisitive, mentioning the Faulkner Family for the first time in front of Charlotte, âI heard that your mother
passed away early and accidentally entrusted you to a treacherous couple. Why didnât she entrust you to your father at
that time, Miss Clinton?â
Her topic seemed quite casual, to the point where even the Faulkner Family hadnât been mentioned in her words, yet it
oddly conveyed an air of probing.
Charlotte smiled, and a chilly gleam in her eyes, âIâm not sure either. Perhaps it would be better to ask the parties involved
about such matters?â
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 wasnât right, Mr. Bulwer walked over with a champagne glass to ease the
tension, âMiss Clinton, Miss Faulkner, you know each other? Itâs quite a coincidence. Miss Faulkner, you recently acquired
the land where the resort hotel used to be and are in the process of redeveloping it. It might become a good place for
business discussions in the future.â
This was a blatant way of passing a message to Charlotte.
Sandra raised an eyebrow and smiled, âI heard before that Miss Clintonâs relationship with the Chamber of Commerce
wasnât very harmonious. It seems that was a misunderstanding.â
Charlotte took a sip of champagne in her hand, and suddenly, her gaze landed at the entrance.
âMiss Faulkner, you have just arrived in Capital City, but you seem to have heard quite a bit of news,â
she commented
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 necklace
before everyoneâs eyes.
Not far away, someone couldnât help but gasp while Sandraâs expression turned grim.
Joe gently brushed aside the strands of hair from Charlotteâs neck and adorned her with the sapphire necklace, filling the
previously bare space.
âI think Iâve seen this sapphire necklace before! It was auctioned for 200 million dollars by an anonymous bidder last
month. I never expected it to be owned by Mr. Smith!â someone whispered in discussion nearby.