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.

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

at the long table, the appraiser had

at

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

the appraiser finished

you have anything else to

to make such a fuss as an elder.

to resolve the issue, she wanted to

say?

was almost amused by her anger. How shameless! Trying to win her favor with a fake painting, and when she was exposed, she was

her anymore, out of sight, out of mind. "Guards! Throw her out! I want her

her voice fell, Selena looked at her lightly. "Madam Montague, I also brought an appraiser. Surely

chest heaved violently, "I'd like to see

hands were behind his back. Before he appeared, people

appraiser appeared, everyone shut their mouths. The one who came in was

knew that Mr. Butler rarely made public appearances and disliked interviews; he was

saw Mr. Butler, she froze, thinking she must

leisurely with his hands behind his back

to New York, Mr. Butler? I