Chapter 6
A week before the Sinclair family banquet, I sent invitations to all the celebrities I knew.
The Johnson family was also on the guest list.
Sara had secretly slipped their invitation in when I wasn’t paying attention. She’d loved soap operas since childhood, especially obsessed with dramatic conflict storylines.
When I found out, I didn’t bother addressing it. With Ethan’s arrogant personality, he probably wouldn’t show up anyway.
However, to my surprise, Ethan actually appeared on the day of the banquet.
I was surrounded by people toasting me when I caught sight of Ethan hesitantly walking through the main entrance.
We hadn’t seen each other for over a month, and he looked much more haggard.
Not only did he appear extremely tired, but his suit was also ill–fitting, as if hastily rented from a formal wear shop.
He was no longer the wealthy young master, looking dejected and uncomfortable. He seemed to finally realize how out of place he was in high society.
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Sara quietly whispered in my ear, “That idiot Ethan sold his father’s lifelong business secrets to pave Jasmine’s way in the entertainment industry.”
I raised an eyebrow and sighed sincerely, “Has his brain been
taken over by desire? If Ethan’s father were still alive, he’d
definitely beat him senseless!”
Ethan followed closely behind Jasmine like a shadow.
Watching her charm the big shots in the film industry, Ethan’s
eyes were full of jealousy and resentment, but he didn’t dare say
anything.
He looked increasingly angry, finally retreating alone to a corner to
sulk.
I took a sip of champagne and said casually, “What’s Jasmine trying to accomplish by chatting with everyone?”
Sara sighed, resting her chin on her hands, “That silly girl is determined to become a big star, so she’s mainly here today for the investors in your company’s film projects.”
I thought, “Oh, that doesn’t surprise me at all.”
I couldn’t be bothered to watch them anymore and turned to greet
newly arrived guests.
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“Nicole, this is all your scheme, isn’t it?”
Ethan had somehow appeared behind me, his eyes full of venom,
like an abandoned, bitter woman.
“You’re targeting my family just to force me to submit, aren’t you? Nicole, you disgust me! Let me tell you, you can’t compare to Jasmine in anything!”
His voice was loud, startling everyone in the banquet hall.
The scene gradually quieted down, leaving only the piano music
echoing.
I held my wine glass, looking at him coldly, and said calmly, “Ethan, did you wear that ugly, ill–fitting suit just to come to my
house and insult me?”
Ethan had never seen such a cold expression on my face before,
and he unconsciously stepped back.
I smiled contemptuously, looking him up and down with disdain in
my tone.
“Your family is already drowning in debt. Do I need to specifically target you? Don’t flatter yourself! Even if you came begging me
now, I wouldn’t spare you a glance.”
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Ethan’s eves widened. his sunken eve sockets looking even more
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pathetic under the warm yellow lighting.
Realizing he’d been humiliated by me, it finally hit him.
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I was no longer the girl who followed behind him, at his beck and
call.
His face instantly turned pale, his eyes filled with embarrassment.
Seeing this, Jasmine, who had been busy flattering investors, quickly ran over to pull him away.
Jasmine had indeed become much more tactful now, no longer as confident as she’d been in front of my spaghetti before.
She didn’t even dare make eye contact with me, just smiled and apologized repeatedly.
“Sorry, Ms. Sinclair. Please don’t hold it against us.”
I gave her a meaningful look and said indifferently, “You’re
certainly very polite.”
Ethan looked at his supposed true love in disbelief, hesitated for a
moment, unable to say a word.
He opened his mouth but ultimately said nothing.
However, seeing the confusion flash in his eyes, I don’t think he could have imagined this scene a month ago, no matter what.
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Most of the guests present knew the story between the three of
- us.
The investor who had watched me grow up walked over with interest, perhaps wanting to speak up for me.
He had a waiter bring over a bottle of high–proof red wine. Then he handed the wine to Jasmine, who was looking at him
seductively.
“Since you’re Ms. Sinclair’s old friends, I’d be happy to help you. If you drink this entire bottle, the supporting actress role in the next
production is yours.”
Jasmine’s face instantly turned pale.
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