Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 460 Wishing to Slap Her

The last vestiges of color faded from Olivia's face, and her eyes went wide with disbelief.

She had thought Selena was easy to bully, but she didn't expect this woman to be so eloquent! She couldn't refute a single sentence! And people around were already starting to whisper. "I've been wanting to say this for a long time. Olivia's behavior is indeed that of a mistress."

"And she's even flaunting her necklace in front of the original wife; isn't that cheap?"

"The Stone family isn't any big deal; what is she showing off for?"

Olivia felt as if she was about to collapse. She couldn't help but glare at Selena with deep resentment.

This ugly creature dared to ridicule her like this?! Despicable! Damnable!

She was barely holding on, wishing she could slap her right now! But she had to endure.

At the critical moment, Madam Montague spoke up, actually trying to help Olivia out of her predicament.

"Enough, we're here tonight to appraise the paintings; why are we talking about these unnecessary things?" Madam Montague chuckled lightly while looking at the appraiser.

The appraiser cleared his throat a few times, attracting everyone's attention.

Olivia stood there, feeling incredibly embarrassed and awkward.

Montague Sr. had chastised her, it was at Ashbourne Manor, so at least no one knew about it. But now, this ugly creature was embarrassing her in front of so many people. She was absolutely furious!

long table, the appraiser had already begun to examine the paintings

for ten minutes, he looked at both paintings and then

one, and the torn one is a fake." Selena raised an eyebrow; this result was within her

appraiser finished speaking,

do you have anything else

for Madam Montague to make such a fuss as

Montague Sr. didn't come out to resolve the issue, she wanted to utterly destroy Selena's reputation tonight and deal a blow to Mr. Montague Sr.'s

to say?

exposed, she was so angry that she sued her. Such a

"Guards! Throw her out! I want

I also brought an appraiser. Surely it can't just be your appraiser who has the final

like to see what

his steps were light, and his hands were behind his back. Before he appeared, people at the scene had already started to discuss Selena. They

mouths. The one who came in was Mr. Butler himself. The Mr.

rarely made public appearances and disliked interviews; he

Madam Montague saw Mr. Butler, she froze, thinking she must have

then strolled leisurely with his hands behind his back to

was somewhat excited, "How did you come to