Chapter 28: The Trap at the Birthday Banquet

Chapter 28: The Trap at the Birthday Banquet

(Elena’s POV)

Margaret Blackwood chuckled as she received the gift, her weathered hands carefully examining the elegant wrapping. “You thoughtful girl.”

Isabella urged her to open it quickly, acting coquettishly like a child eager for approval. “Grandmother, please look inside! I searched everywhere to find something perfect for you.”

Inside the box lay a pure white jade Moon Goddess statue with an oily luster that caught the light beautifully. The craftsmanship was exquisite, every detail carved with precision.

Diana immediately praised it, her voice filled with maternal pride. “Isabella knew you loved the Moon Goddess and lunar symbols, so she specially picked this gift after searching for a whole day.”

Victoria rolled her eyes at Diana, equally despising this sister–in–law from a scholarly family. She found her hypocritical and overly eager to please.

Such flattering words could only come from the second son’s mate. Victoria’s disdain was barely concealed behind her polite smile.

I stood among them without breaking the atmosphere, observing the family dynamics with practiced neutrality. I knew Margaret had two sons: the eldest Alexander Blackwood was a diplomat and Marcus’s biological father, while the second son Sebastian was slightly less capable.

Sebastian worked as vice chairman of Shadowmere Medical Consortium founded by Margaret. His only

daughter with Diana was Isabella, the spoiled princess of the second branch.

Margaret put the Moon Goddess statue back in the box carefully. “So thoughtful indeed.”

Her tone was measured, neither warm nor cold. I sensed something beneath her polite acceptance.

Isabella giggled, revealing her true intention. “Sister Sophia helped me choose this!”

She intended to create goodwill for Sophia with the old lady, but unknowingly stepped on a landmine. Diana

from anger, their

as she asked

in the room seemed to drop several

salvage the situation by holding the old lady’s arm. “Grandmother,

then. She’s not like certain

with a smug expression. Her young

Sebastian pulled Isabella away roughly.

grandmother and sister–in–law!”

ense in front of

voice was sharp with panic. “Sophia” was a forbidden name for the old lady,

off her father’s hand defiantly. She looked at me with pure contempt, her eyes blazing

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hatred.

hadn’t used dirty means to climb up, could

grew shriller with each word. “Look what she is, how dare she compare

authority as the main branch’s Luna evident. “You haven’t taught your daughter properly. Such words without considering the occasion

her son’s Luna.

the guests, the Great Hall became spacious and eerily quiet. Suddenly, a sharp

Whitmore who had struck

calmly explained that the slap was on behalf of the old lady. “The Blackwood family couldn’t raise such

contradict Grace because her words

desperately. But he coldly

is your Luna,” Marcus

stunned. Previously Marcus had never intervened when she

ladies, I felt tired and wanted to leave. The constant tension and false smiles had drained my

Master Suite, seeking refuge from the social games below. But as I pushed open the door, someone

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