Chapter Chapter 752 Sowing Discord

Chapter 751 Diverting Trouble The woman remained silent for a while, possibly pondering whether Melanie was attempting to deceive her.

Melanie took the initiative to explain, “I have an urgent matter to attend to. This invitation was bought online at a rather high price. I don’t want my hard–earned money to go to waste. If you’re not interested, I’ll sell it to someone else.”

As Melanie turned to leave, the woman called after her, “How much? I’ll buy it.”

Melanie simply offered an amount, “Two thousand!”

The woman hesitated. “Will you take fifteen hundred? That’s all I have on me.”

Feigning a pained expression, Melanie sighed. “All right. Fifteen hundred it is. I wouldn’t agree to this price if it weren’t for my hurry.”

The woman handed over all the cash from her wallet to Melanie, who then handed over her work badge without giving the money a second look before chucking it into her bag.

The woman examined the work badge in her hand and was visibly taken aback. “This isn’t an invitation.”

Melanie smiled slyly. “Isn’t a work badge more useful than an invitation? You can get in and out of the show any time you want and gather autographs until your hand goes numb, without having to queue up or stake out to see your idol. You’ve spent your fifteen hundred well.”

The woman said no more. She put on the work badge and headed for the entrance of the show.

Watching her receding figure, Melanie’s lips curled into a cold smirk.

Christina, Victoria, let’s see how smoothly your fashion show will proceed now!

Meanwhile, the backstage was in a whirl of activity.

Victoria firmly refused to allow Christina to help, insisting that the latter supervise from the sidelines. Victoria was caught in a flurry of activities, instructing the models and directing makeup artists for last- minute makeovers. It was a whirlwind of chaos.

Meanwhile, Christina sat at the side, leisurely watching everyone hustle and bustle, fully enjoying the privilege of being the boss.

“Take a break. Have some water.” Christina handed a bottle of water to Victoria.

Victoria, immersed in perfecting the embellishments of Floral Goddess, was far too engrossed to lift her hands for a drink. Just as she was about to decline the offer, Christina unscrewed the bottle cap and brought the water to her lips.

Victoria beamed in delight. “Christina, you’re even more thoughtful than my boyfriend.”

Christina couldn’t help but let out a chuckle. “Right. Drink this and stop talking.”

Victoria ceased talking and downed nearly half the bottle of water before she recommenced her work.

“I’ll take a look around. Carry on at your own pace. There’s no need to hurry,” suggested Christina, finding her own idle sitting rather unproductive.

“Go on,” Victoria replied, not lifting her head.

With the water bottle set down, Christina exited backstage.

A figure swiftly brushed past her as she was about to walk toward the audience. Christina noticed that the figure was seemingly trying to conceal itself.

After the incident with Melanie, Christina had become hyper–aware of the comings and goings of the staff. She turned to the person and ordered in a low voice, “Halt!”

The mysterious figure obeyed and slowly turned, albeit keeping their head low to avoid Christina’s gaze.

“Which area are you assigned to? I don’t remember seeing you before,” Christina queried, eyeing the unidentified worker’s tag.

“What’s your name?”

The person did not reply and clutched the worker’s badge tighter.

Spotting this, Christina’s suspicions only grew.

“What’s your name?” she asked again, inching closer.

The stranger abruptly turned and sprinted backstage.

Christina hurried after the figure with a hand supporting her waist. In the chaos, she collided with Victoria, who quickly steadied her before Christina fell.

“Christina, why did you run-

“Quick, seize that person!”

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Without time for explanation, Christina’s authoritative bellow drew the attention of the surrounding security, who managed to apprehend the figure after a short chase.

When the disguise was stripped away, Christina found herself staring at a painfully familiar face. She paused and said, “Mdm.

Specker?”

Macy looked gaunt, barely recognizable. However, Christina’s instincts knew her all too well, and she instantly recognized the woman the moment she laid her eyes on Macy.

Victoria furrowed her brows. “Christina, who is this woman? Is she another troublemaker Melanie sent?”

At that moment, security presented a worker’s badge marked with the name “Melanie.” Infuriated, Victoria spat out, “So, she really is Melanie’s accomplice. What are you here for? What did Melanie send you to do?”

Christina snapped, “Do you know Melanie?”

Guilty and fearful, Macy denied it right away. “I don’t know any Melanie. I bought this badge from a woman outside. If she’s wronged you, it has nothing to do with me!”

Christina rephrased her question. “Melanie sold you the badge. What is your purpose for coming in here?”

Macy clamped her mouth shut, turning her head away in silence.

Christina cleared the area of unnecessary onlookers, leaving only two security officers watching over Macy. They retreated to a more private location with Victoria following close behind.

Christina turned to Victoria and said, “You handle the fashion show. I have some questions for her.”

Casting a glance at Macy, Victoria replied, “All right. Take care.”

Christina nodded.

After Victoria left, Christina ordered security to release Macy. She then beckoned for Lyle to join them. Now, with only the three of them left, Christina felt no need for caution.

“Mdm. Specker, I reckon your appearance at my fashion show isn’t a coincidence, right?” Christina asked.

“What do you think?” Macy retorted with a cold sneer.

“You’re here to avenge Anya?”

At the mention of Anya, a low growl erupted from Macy’s throat. “Murderers should pay with their lives. You deserve to die!”

Christina replied in an icy tone, “I’ve told you before. It wasn’t me who killed Anya. It was Emilia. Even if Anya and Emilia hadn’t planned that abduction, Anya couldn’t have escaped her inevitable fate.”

Macy’s eyes turned bloodshot as she said, “You and Emilia... both of you are equally evil. Whether it was you who planned Anya’s death or not, you were definitely involved.”

“She’s not worth me laying a hand on her, but others might not think the same,” Christina pointed out bluntly. “Anya murdered Madison. It was only a matter of time before the Taggart family sought revenge. Moreover, she set a fire that killed Miranda, Emilia’s mother. However, they became allies. Based on my understanding of Emilia, she removed Anya because the latter no longer served her interests.”

Macy continued to glare defiantly at Christina.

“Emilia erased all the evidence and schemed to shift the blame onto me. She has deceived both you and Anya,” Christina explained, her voice firm and clear. “Let me make this clear. If I wanted to harm someone, I would leave no trace. Furthermore, I wouldn’t need to get my hands dirty. If you wish to find Emilia, go look for Yerek.

They have an excellent working relationship.”