Side Chick Era... Over

Loving Mom 298

Chapter 298

One of the guards spoke coolly, his voice like steel. “Miss, please show your invitation.”

This annual auction was no trivial matter. Only the wealthy and powerful were granted entry, and the treasures up for bid were

worth fortunes.

If someone with ill intent managed to sneak in—if a guest was harmed, or something was stolen-no one could bear the

consequences.

Suspicious individuals had to be dealt with seriously.

Nate jabbed a finger toward Sharon. “What are you waiting for? Arrest her and interrogate her. If she doesn’t talk, you’re allowed to use… persuasion!”

The surrounding crowd exchanged glances, bewildered

What was going on?

Divorcee? Gold-digger?

Wasn’t this woman Xavier’s wife?

Sharon, encircled by the guards and subjected to the judgmental stares of the onlookers, showed not the slightest trace of panic.

Calmly, she reached into her bag and took out her invitation, her fingers steady and composed

“This is my invitation,” she said plainly

Nate froze for a second, then snapped out of it, shouting “Fake That’s a fake invitation!”

from her hand and

A soft beep followed.

Verified.

expression shifted,

breath caught in his

way. That’s

as if scrambling for a foothold, he pointed again at Sharon, voice

have stolen it! That invitation

could respond, a low, disinterested voice cut

you think this is getting a little

Nate turned sharply.

his expression unreadable, the corners of his mouth lifted in a faint smile that didn’t quite

to be here?” he asked, voice smooth but unmistakably cold. “Stolen invitation? Who

loud enough for everyone

crowd exchanged knowing

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Friend?

wasn’t his wife

to bring a woman to such a public event, it was as good as a declaration. This woman was

looked at Sharon changed, subtly but

“Strict measures at an event like this are understandable. But we shouldn’t jump to conclusions based on

lowered their heads slightly. “You’re right,

earlier hostility now

criticism wasn’t overbearing, but it

a temper. Her not making a fuss was already a show

Their cheeks burned.

years. Never once had