Chapter 72
Sebastian didn’t know post how significant this pendant was to Daphne.
“put still have to thank you, Sebastian,” she said with her head slightly lowered, her long lashes fluttering. “The one million dollars you spent at the auction–I’ll repay you as
She paused before speaking in a soft voke, “This pendant was a gift from my grandmother when I was accepted into university. It holds immense sentimental value for me. If it had fallen into someone else’s hands, I’d regret it for the rest of my life. Wilson knew how important it was to me, yet he still used it to teach me a lesson for Yvonne’s sake.” Sebastun trone for a moment, as though it was the first time he truly grasped the depth of Daphne’s sorrow.
Reaching out, he gently ruffled her hair. “Helping you recover something so precious is my way of doing good deeds. Don’t you think, Ms. Yeager? Besides, seeing Wilson suffer is
Duphine’s sadness evaporated in an instant. She looked up at Sebastian with bright, clear eyes.
Sebastanganed back at her softly, and for a moment, it felt as though time had stopped
How gentle How beautiful
On her way back, Daphne ran into Yvonne clinging to Wison as they walked toward the parking lot. The humiliation and anger from earlier cause flooding back the moment she saw them. Without hesitation, she quickened her pace and caught up to them
“Wilson Farrell! Stop right there!”
She grabbed Wilson’s arm and, the moment he turned around in contusion, delivered a resounding slap across his face. The sharp crack of the slap drew the attention of passerby nearby.
Yvonne gasped in shock. “Daphne, what are you doing?
Daphne’s chest heaved with anger as she glared at Wilson “Wilson, the dead deserve respect. How would you feel it someone auctioned off keepsakes left by your parents after they passed? Are you a beast? Were you raised without a shard of decency?”
When Daphne’s grandmother passed away, she and Wilson were already dating. Her grandmother had often praised Wilson as a good man, even entrusting him with the task of taking care of Duphase after her death.
It her grandmother knew that Wilson had used her keepsake to humiliate Daphne in such a public setting, she would regret every word she had spoken. Daphne’s voice was rath house as she shouted, her gaze toward Wilson filled with a hatred so intense it seemed she could peel the flesh from his bones. “If you pull something like this again, I’ll take you down with me!
With that, she stored back to her room, exhausted, to remove her makeup and rest. But before she could catch her breath, her phone rang
Before Daphine could say anything, Zoey’s anxious, tearful voice came through “Daphne, have you seen it? They’re dragging us through the mud ” Frowning, Dapline opened her social media account
Trending at the top were negative topics like “Daphne Instructed Her Stylist Sister to Sabotage Yvonne“, “Yvonne’s Counterfeit Gown
All the poutre buzz about Daphne from earlier in the day had mysteriously vanished. Clicking on one of the topics, Daphne saw a video of Yvonne being interviewed.
“Zory’s Studio Faces Bankruptcy“.
A reporter asked, “Ma Smith, why did you wear a knockoff gown? Don’t you think it’ll set a bad example and is a show of disrespect to copyrighted works Tearfully, Yvonne replied. “The gown was provided by Zoey’s styling studio. I didn’t know it was take. If I had known, I wouldn’t have worn it, even if it meant skipping the red
oner what a knockoff gown.”
