"Do you have any shame left?"


    If they hadn''t initially said it was for M, Jade wouldn''t have taken on the project, no matter how big it was!


    And to personally design and create it?


    Neither Giselle nor even Lysander had enough influence for such a privilege.


    Lysander maintained hisposure, speaking calmly, "Mrs. Suthend, I believe you must be mistaken. I never gave a direct response back then."


    When the staff asked if it was for a postponed wedding with M, he merely smiled and sipped his tea without answering.


    How others interpreted his actions was not his concern.


    "Bang!"


    Jade mmed her hand on the table, her eyes fierce, causing the teacups to tremble. "Lysander, are you trying to humiliate me?"


    Lysander replied coolly, "I said with the Montgomery family''s backing, Giselle has the qualifications. It was Mrs. Suthend who was unreasonable first."


    "Oh," Jade chuckled, "so there''s no room for negotiation?"


    Lysander remained silent.


    The two sat in tense silence for several minutes until the door suddenly swung open.


    Leonard, standing outside, attempted to enter but was blocked by the guard at the door. After a brief scuffle, he disarmed the first assant, but the rest still barred


    his entry.


    Jade didn''t spare a nce at the door, merely stating coldly, "If you have something to say, speak from outside."


    Leonard looked at Lysander, fists clenched, waiting for orders.


    "Go ahead," Lysander said casually.


    Leonard released his fists, straightened his slightly disheveled suit, and replied with a stoic expression, "Ms. Harvey has been taken by a group and is now locked in the lounge on the first floor."


    He paused for a moment before reminding, "She''s due to speak on stage shortly."


    There was no time to waste.


    ...


    In the hallway on the first floor, Giselle was surrounded by musicians, all discussing her stunning custom-made gown from Splendid. They were both envious and curious about her connection with Jade.


    Such attire was not something just anyone could wear.


    Giselle was enjoying the attention, in lively conversation, when a group of intimidating figures in suits stormed in. Without a word, they pushed through the crowd and dragged her into an adjacent lounge, ushering everyone else out before locking her inside.


    The musicians in the hallway were startled, backing away in shock.


    "What are you doing?!"


    Realizing what had happened, Giselle ran to the door, twisting the handle to no avail, pounding on the door and shouting in anger.


    "Who are you people? Do you know who I am? You dare treat me like this? When I get out, you''ll regret it!"


    She pounded the door twice more before regaining herposure.


    This was an event hosted by both the art and elite circles, an affair of significant importance. Whoever dared act so boldly here must be of considerable power, unhindered by the likes of the Harvey family.


    Plus, there were still prominent artists and media outside; she couldn''t afford to make a scene!


    With a speech to deliver soon, Giselle swallowed her fury and humiliation, straightened her expensive gown, tidied her slightly disheveled hair, and refrained from further outbursts.


    She located the spare phone in the room and called Lysander.


    Reaching out to her family would be useless in this situation.


    But she couldn''t reach Lysander, so she called Leonard instead, and he picked up quickly, advising her to wait in the room for now.