Chapter 367



Having worked for Kallie for years, Liza had mastered how to intimidate people. Her commanding tone instantly silenced everyone around.

Liza’s voice trembled with fury. “What nonsense are you spouting? Do you even know who you’re throwing accusations at? She’s from the Nixon family, and this auction house belongs to her.

Errol is her subordinate. Is there a problem with him reserving the best private room for his superior? Miss Miller, let me make this clear for you.

My lady only decided against holding you accountable when you occupied the No. 1 private room without a reservation the other day because she didn’t want to make things difficult for Errol. Who do you think you are, acting so righteous?”

Sarah was taken aback for a moment before sneering, “You’d better craft a much more convincing story next time! The Nixon family, you say? Are you seriously telling me she’s Kallie? That’s ridiculous! I’ve met Kallie before.

She’s just a mute. As far as I’m concerned, she wasn’t even favored after returning to the Nixon family. I heard she was thrown out. How could she possibly have the means to run such a big auction house? And you claim she is the owner? That’s laughable.”

The group of people behind Sarah burst into mocking laughter.

Kallie, hearing this, finally recognized Sarah’s voice. No wonder she had felt a sense of familiarity at those accusations—it turned out to be an acquaintance.

“Sarah, it’s been a while,” Kallie said as she maneuvered her wheelchair forward. Though her legs were nearly healed, the doctor advised minimal movement to ensure proper bone growth.

When Sarah realized it was indeed Kallie, her expression shifted dramatically. Her eyes flickered with a mix of resentment, jealousy, and malice.

With a darkened face, Sarah sneered, “After all these years, you still haven’t changed, have you? Are other people’s fiancés that irresistible to you?”

Sarah glanced at Kallie’s legs, a smile spreading across her face. “I heard you were kicked out of the Nixon family. I thought it was just a rumor, but I guess it’s true.

What did you do to have your legs broken? You think you can hook up with Errol? Who do you think you are? You actually believe you could marry Errol? Dream on!”

Kallie didn’t waste her breath arguing with Sarah. Instead, she waved at Liza. “Get Sarah out of here, and make sure to inform the staff that neither barking dogs nor Sarah are allowed to enter any of my auction houses from now on.”

Kallie had never imagined Errol’s fiancée was actually Sarah. With the substantial gap between the Miller family and the Payne family, she wondered why Errol would choose someone like Sarah.

Despite Kallie’s appreciation for Errol’s efforts in managing this auction house, it didn’t mean she would tolerate Sarah’s stunts forever for the sake of Errol.

Even if she had to forgive anyone, Sarah was the last one she would ever consider letting off. The humiliation Sarah had inflicted upon her was still fresh in her mind.

Fuming with anger, Sarah didn’t mince her words as she snapped, “Kallie, it’s lucky for you to have your voice recovered! But so what? You’re still nothing but a filthy lowlife who lacks basic manners!

Can’t you think it over before you lied about being the owner of this auction house? Since when did you take on acting? I doubt anyone dares to throw me out today! I’m Errol’s real fiancée, and you’re just a shameless mistress. You’re the one who should be kicked out!”

As the drama unfolded, the live stream room started by Sarah was flooded by cursed comments.

“Oh, I’m so frustrated with this Kallie. She acts so righteous. Isn’t she just riding on Errol’s attention?”

.

.

.