Chapter 288



The previous sneers and skepticism stopped abruptly.

Indeed, it was clear to any observant onlooker that Kallie’s ensemble was extraordinarily valuable, likely valued at no less than fifty million dollars.

Even Sarah and Melinda found themselves battling pangs of envy.

Sarah, in particular, felt her jealousy surge. She clenched the fabric of her own dress so fiercely that it nearly ripped.

“That fucking bitch! Why must she parade around like she owns the place?” Sarah fumed silently.

Although it was well-known that the Nixon family possessed immense wealth, Kallie’s lavish attire for a mere banquet was truly breathtaking.

Her following was even more impressive, comprising an array of staff including servants, physicians, and cooks, every conceivable type of attendant.

This, as some pointed out, was due to Tyrone’s profound affection for Kallie. Now that she was expecting, his vigilance had only intensified. Each attendant had a specific role in ensuring her well-being throughout her pregnancy.

Kallie’s eyes swept across the gathering. A few faces stood out, stirring a whirlwind of emotions within her. Those who had once belittled and scorned her now regarded her with awe and respect.

It was clear to Kallie that in this world, wealth and power reigned supreme.

Today, Tyrone was unusually upbeat. His illness hadn’t flared up for several days since Kallie’s return.

Tyrone stood by Kallie’s side, leaning on an attendant for support, his gaze brimming with pride and joy. “You truly are my granddaughter. You bear such a resemblance to your mother. Your demeanor carries the unmistakable mark of the Nixon lineage.”

Other relatives from the Nixon family trailed behind them.

Although Bria had braced herself, the sight of the glowing Kallie still made her clench her jaw in bitterness. She shot Klein a look full of complaint.

Klein dipped his head slightly and murmured a warning that only the two of them could hear, “Think about our schemes. Don’t let your envy sabotage our efforts.”

Bria felt aggrieved. “Klein, do you ever consider my feelings? At such gatherings, I used to be the center of attention. Even if this is part of our scheme, you’re showing too much favor to Kallie. Do you actually see her as your cousin? Why are you silent? I’m beginning to doubt whether you really want to support me.”

Klein furrowed his brow, his tone laced with impatience as he scolded in a low voice, “This is precisely why you won’t achieve anything remarkable. You can’t even handle this minor setback. What greatness can I expect you to achieve? You’re generally so sharp. Why do you lose all your sense when jealousy takes hold?”

Klein seldom used such a harsh tone with Bria. This made Bria feel even more aggrieved, causing tears to gather in her eyes.

Bria clenched her teeth, huffed, and stepped aside.

Watching Bria’s reaction, Klein could only sigh inwardly, feeling helpless.

Meanwhile, Tyrone took Kallie around and mingled with the guests, aiming for her to establish herself within the elite circles of Burmoos as his granddaughter.

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