The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

The Betrayed Heiress' Return to Elegance 105

Chapter 105 Supporting Justice

The room fell silent at those words.

Rita, known for her poise, shocked everyone with her forceful demands.

Bringing a fake antique to Farris' birthday was indeed a breach of etiquette, yet it hardly seemed to justify such a severe reaction as kneeling.

Amid the stillness, Corrine chuckled softly, her voice cool as she pierced the silence, asking, "What if it's authentic?"

Rita's eyes met Corrine's, which glinted with an unnerving resolve, sending a chill through her.

With composure, Corrine asked again, "What if it's authentic?"

Jolted from her daze, Rita cleared her throat and defiantly responded, "Should it be real, I will kneel and make my apologies."

"Rita!" Tracy quickly stepped in.

"Don't worry, Mom. It's valued at 9.54 million. Does she even have that amount?" Rita asked, her posture proud as she faced Corrine confidently.

She was sure that the pen holder Corrine presented was nothing but a fake.

"Remember what you said."

with a

been spoken; there was no taking them

Rita doubted Corrine could

amount.

Corrine's fall from grace once the truth came

swirled among the spectators. "None of

anyone

lingered in the

unwilling to cause a stír

a mix of emotions, spoke to Farris with respect. "I know Donnelly Gilbert, a well-known antique collector. I could call him. His knowledge might help us clear this up. Would that

silence, Farris replied, "Diego, please, go ahead and call

Timeless Treasures, Donnelly sat cross-legged on a mat, lifting a cup as he glanced at the man opposite him. "I wonder what brings

tugged at his lips.

this, Donnelly's eyes darkened, his gaze sharp as a blade directed at Nate. "Mr. Hopkins, I don't know much about your marriage arrangement with the Ford family, but let me

of turbulent waves, ready to erupt at

moment.

replied calmly. "I planned to visit the Ford family in a few days

ask."

narrowed his

that moment, an assistant entered, handing him a phone.

assistant, took the phone, and stood up. When he spoke again, his voice had returned

in detail. Donnelly's eyes sharpened. "Are you saying... a pen holder from the 19th