Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 1290:

“Ms. Griffin, it’s an honor to have you here. Thank you for coming. I hope you enjoy the evening.”

Celeste’s gaze swept over Elyse, appraising her from head to toe with unapologetic scrutiny. After a moment, her lips curled into a faint smirk.

“Do you know who I am?” Her tone carried a cutting edge, her sharp eyes fixed on Elyse.

Elyse nodded politely, her tone calm and measured. “Yes, I’ve heard of you. You’re from the esteemed Griffin family and served as a mentor to both my teacher, Cody, and my father. It’s an honor to meet someone of your stature.”

“Mentor?” Celeste’s voice was tinged with skepticism, her smirk widening slightly. “I doubt either of them ever treated me as such.”

Leaning more firmly on her cane, Celeste’s sharp gaze bore into Elyse. “So, I hear you’ve won the Swan Cup,” she said, her voice carrying just enough skepticism to cut through the air. “A world-class accolade, no less. Tell me—did you really earn it?”

its breath as a collective gasp rippled through the crowd. Guests exchanged murmurs, their curiosity piqued by the confrontation unfolding

the Swan Cup herself over forty years ago. I can’t recall the exact

a flicker of surprise upon discovering that Celeste, too, had once triumphed

reaction, pressed on. “I’m familiar with Cody’s level of skill. He barely scraped a win in the

a ripple of

scene with a mix of amusement and disapproval. Their curiosity was piqued, tinged

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now looked at Elyse with newfound skepticism. Doubts crept into their minds, and their glances were laden

Celeste’s barbs were aimed to demean her, was puzzled by the unnecessary inclusion of her mentor, Cody. Steeling herself, she responded in a calm and steady voice, “It seems you’re underestimating me, which is your prerogative. But Mr. Tucker’s reputation isn’t up for debate. The Swan

So you’re asserting that there was

you to present some proof.