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.

one knew about it. But now, this ugly creature was embarrassing her in front of so many people. She was

had already begun

looked at both paintings and

the torn one is a fake." Selena

soon as the appraiser finished speaking, Madam Montague

you have anything else

was quite embarrassing for Madam Montague to make such a fuss as an elder. But it would be even more embarrassing if she went to

to resolve the issue, she wanted to

say? I

exposed, she was so angry that she sued

of mind. "Guards! Throw her out! I want her to never set foot in New

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

Montague's chest heaved violently, "I'd like to see what your

in from outside the door. This man had a small beard, although he was old, his steps were light, and his hands were behind his back. Before

everyone shut their mouths. The one who

appearances and disliked interviews; he was truly

Mr. Butler, she

strolled leisurely with his hands behind his

you come to New York, Mr.