Chapter 251 The Mysterious Necklace
Veronica took a few tissues from the table beside her and handed them to Caitlyn as she spoke. “Aw, don’t cry. Wipe your tears away. Your eye makeup is completely gone.”
A sobbing Caitlyn then reached out to accept the tissue that Veronica handed over as soon as she realized her eyeliner was smudged.
However, before her hand touched the tissue, Veronica let go and the tissue fell to the ground.
Caitlyn’s hand became immobile. Veronica’s actions enraged her and she yelled, “Veronica, what are you doing?!!”
This is a total humiliation to me!
Veronica, who had been holding back for a while, restrained her smile and crossed her arms over her chest. She looked coldly and arrogantly at Caitlyn, her aura oppressing. “Miss West, I’m just teaching you how to behave! You’re useless, but you’re still stirring up trouble everywhere. Don’t go around bragging about your IQ of 250 and embarrassing the West Family! Don’t pretend to be a big-tailed wolf if you’re not a fox. If you don’t have that IQ, just stay put. Don’t act crazy and go wherever there is excitement.”
“You…Veronica, h-how dare y-you?!”
Caitlyn burst into tears after being enraged by Veronica. For a long time, the former couldn’t even say a thing.
“What? You’d best go to the hospital to get rid of your stutter and ask the doctor to treat the hydrocephalus in your brain so you don’t develop brain atrophy! If you truly cannot afford treatment, I will pay for your medical expenses as a courtesy,” Veronica retorted, turning Caitlyn red with rage.
However, Caitlyn didn’t know how to refute her even after a long time
Finally, Caitlyn responded, “I don’t have hydrocephalus. Hmph! Veronica, you are too much!” She then bawled while wiping the tears off her face, and ran out the door.
Everyone laughed at her actions.
“I’ve learned a few things. It turns out that scolding people in this manner is possible.”
“Caitlyn was thoroughly roasted. She deserves it because she usually speaks without hesitation.”
“This is so interesting!”
“Hahaha… That’s so humiliating.”
“I know right? It’s giving me intense secondhand embarrassment.”
…
Caitlyn had everyone’s attention, and the atmosphere became lively as a result of her embarrassment.
“I apologize for disturbing everyone.”
Veronica grabbed a glass of champagne from the table and drank it all at once. “As an apology, I’ll punish myself by drinking this glass of champagne.”
She pursed her lips and smiled before wrapping her arms around Yvonne, who was standing beside her, and saying loudly, “I drank some wine, Yvie, and I’m a little tipsy. Could you dance with Conrad for me?”
Veronica then mercilessly pushed Yvonne toward the dance floor.
When it came to dancing, Veronica was a disaster.
Nonetheless, she didn’t want anyone to arbitrarily plot against her weakness.
And so, Yvonne had no choice but to agree. “Okay.”
Conrad, who was standing nearby, cooperated very well with Veronica. He smiled at her and then approached Yvonne. “Yvie? What a sweet name. Would you like to dance with me?”
He extended his hand like a gentleman, exuding grace the whole time.
“It’s my honor,” Yvonne said sweetly, placing her slender fingers in his palm.
Conrad and Yvonne walked to the center of the dance floor and began dancing to the melodious piano music of “Marriage d’Amour.”
Meanwhile, the bystanders dispersed as there was no more drama.
Veronica smiled as she looked at Tiffany and Ruka in front of her. Her smile was tinged with disdain. She then sat down and continued to drink champagne and play with her phone.
She pulled out her phone and saw a text message from Matthew.
‘Roni, I have some urgent matters to attend to for the time being, so I will come to pick you up later.’
The text was delivered half an hour ago, according to the time stamp.
Veronica sighed discreetly at that. No wonder she hadn’t seen him.
“Is Miss Larson’s dance partner not around?” A wealthy young master approached Tiffany and greeted her.
Tiffany maintained her ladylike demeanor and politely nodded.
“My dance partner has unexpectedly left. I’m wondering if I have the privilege of inviting you for a dance?” The man graciously invited Tiffany to a dance.
“Alright.”
Tiffany readily agreed and joined the man on the dance floor.
And so, Veronica and Ruka were left alone.
Ruka walked behind Veronica and picked up a glass of champagne. She then drank it while watching the crowd dance. Her red lips parted gently before she said, “Don’t be too complacent. You can screw over Caitlyn and Tiffany all you want, but you’re not my opponent!”
It was a hostile warning.
Veronica listened while trying not to laugh.
“If you’re going to spend so much time plotting against me, you might as well think about how to win Matthew’s heart. There are so many girls chasing after Matthew. If every girl is your fictitious enemy… Tsk! Miss Dame, I’m sure you’re exhausted.”
Veronica was sitting there with a smile on her face as she looked at Ruka. She then raised her glass of champagne and drank it herself.
She paused for a moment while drinking, then looked at Ruka and said, “Oh—and I’ve never liked Matthew.”
“You… Why are you telling me this?” Ruka’s arrogant expression revealed some surprise.
“I’m telling you this because I hope you don’t have to be so hostile to me, let alone plot against me in secret. Even if you’re not exhausted, I am.”
Veronica was exhausted after such tiring days.
It would be fantastic if she could put an end to Ruka’s negative thoughts about her by telling her the truth so bluntly.
“You are quite honest.”
Ruka held a goblet in one hand and wrapped her other arm around herself. She drooped her eyelids and cast a glance at Tiffany, who was in the center of the dance floor. “At the very least, being with you is more comfortable than being with your pretentious sister.”
Veronica sneered quietly.
What does it have to do with me if you’re feeling uncomfortable?
You never showed mercy when it was time to attack me.
Veronica did not bother to respond. As a result, Ruka stood there for a moment, no longer bringing contempt upon herself, before turning to leave.
Soon after, a hostess approached Veronica and placed a tray in front of her. The woman then said, “This is the sapphire necklace of the ‘Angel’s Tears’ that you bid on, President Murphy. President Kings has already paid for it, and he has asked me to deliver it to you.”
On the tray was an exquisite necklace box, as well as a credit card bill for sixty million and one.
“I bid on it, so why should I accept Matthew’s payment?” Veronica was a little dissatisfied with the staff’s action.
“President Kings said he will deduct the money from what he owes you,” the hostess replied respectfully with a smile.
“Alright.”
In that case, Veronica had nothing to say.
She picked up the black carved wooden box and the bill before thanking the hostess.
She was bored while sitting at the table, so she proceeded to open the carved wooden box. The box revealed the necklace of ‘Angel’s Tears’ nestled upon delicate golden silk.
The necklace was made of platinum, and the pendant was a tear-shaped sapphire.
