Chapter 309

One of the security guards spoke up coldly. "Ma'am, may I see your invitation, please?"

This was the annual charity auction-a high-profile event, to say the least. Only the wealthy and powerful ever received invitations, and the items up for bidding were always rare and priceless. If someone with ill intentions managed to slip in, the consequences could be disastrous: a priceless treasure gone, or worse, a VIP hurt. Nobody wanted that kind of trouble, so every suspicious guest had to be treated with utmost seriousness.

Jasper jabbed a finger at Stella. "Go ahead and take her for questioning! If she doesn't cooperate, feel free to get a little rough!"

Onlookers exchanged bewildered glances.

What's going on here?

Some discarded wife? A gold-digger, maybe?

Wait-wasn't this woman Neville's wife?

Stella, surrounded by security and under the scrutiny of dozens of curious eyes, remained perfectly calm. Not a flicker of anxiety crossed her face. She reached into her clutch and pulled out an invitation, her fingers steady as ever.

invitation," she said, handing it

a second, then immediately barked, "It's a fake! That invitation

and ran it under the scanner. A clear beep sounded.

The guard's expression softened.

caught in his throat. "No, that's impossible! Absolutely

of something else and jabbed his finger at Stella again, shouting, "She must have stolen someone else's

a new voice

Wilkinson, isn't this a bit

to face with Neville, who was

everyone nearby to hear. "Are you

exchanged

If Neville was willing to bring a woman to an event like this, he was making a statement. The message was clear:

at an event like this," she said evenly. "But you shouldn't just take anyone's word for it. Even someone with

their

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