“RENDE
Twatched as Catherine rubbed the ne on her neck as she boasted.
“You know how special I am to my family My mother got this made for me from a renowned designer.”
I scoffed.
Indeed.
“Wow. No wonder I was captivated by your ne.“One of the people around us remarked.
“Catherine,you’re so lucky to have such a caring mother.“Celine and other elites chimed in,showering her withpliments.
The buzz drew the attention of others in the fashion circle,curious about a piece designed by the prominent designer.
I observed quictly as the group admired and discussed the ne.I was certained that someone was about to recognize it. <b>And </b>I <b>was </b>right.
All of a sudden, a voice cut through the chatter,
“Waitlisn’t that the ne Renee made for Sarah? remember seeing it being showcased on Renee’s page.”
Catherine immediately denied
“Of course not. Don’t you dare spread any silly numers. This was custom–made for me.
The woman who had spolen burst into <bughter </b><b>along </b>with her <b>friends </b><b>as </b>if they’d heard an amusing joke.
I was leaning against the bar watching the drama unfold with a smile.
This fuck thief is going to embarrass herself in public today.
It’s about time.
Jason leaned against the railing on the second floor, his eyes canned the bustling crowd below. His gazended on Renee<b>, </b>and he couldn’t fail to recognize
Renee tried to blend in but her natural grace and beauty made her stand out Each movement she made was effortlessly elegant
Jason quickly snapped a picture and sent it to Marcelo with a yful message.
Jason Look who we <b>have </b>here Mrs King.
In his study, Marcelo looked at the photo with a raised eyebrow.
Marcelo Where is this ce?
Jason smirked and replied
Marcelo. The fashion ceremony you had turned down.Why note here and join in on the hun?There’s even an interesting drama unfolding Your wife seems to be part of it and it’s like she’s nning something.
nning something?
Again?
Marcelo’s jaw clenched, feeling a stir of curiosity.
The fashion ceremony <b>suddenly </b>seemed less tedious to attend.
Maybe he should drop by.
Meanwhile in the banquet hall.
“Are you still denying this? The woman’sugh was tinged with sarcasm
“Everyone knows that Renee’s gifts to anyone had always personalized with the person’s initials as well as her initials.“She moved closer to Catherine,” Hère, there is a small RH and <b>also </b>here is another SG.This is also proof that this ne isn’t yours.”
Celine’s face scrunched <b>up</b>, fooling a mix of emotions.“Catherine, what’s going on here?”
Catherine’s hand flew to her ne, and took it off and saw the initials Her face was a whirlwind of emotions.
She had found this ne in her mother’s room and had begged her mother to give it to her.
It turns gen that both inother and daughter had been stealing every nice thing they could get their hands on frons <b>Renee </b>
“You really love raking, what isn’t yours<b>, </b>don’t you?“Renee tanted.
Catherine felt like ripping Renee apart She couldn’t understand why Renee was so talented.
So many beautiful things came from that hand of hers..
Catherine had always wished she was as talented as Renee.
<i>She </i>wanted to destroy the ne in front of everyone but she hesitated and shoved it into her purse.
RENEE
I just stared at Catherine with disgust.
The ne a symbol of her greed and folly wasn’t even hers, yet she proudly unted it.
My presence at the banquet wasn’t to make trouble with Catherine.I had to make good use of my time here so I walked off.
She had already embarrassed herself on her own.
I didn’t my time mingling with fashion icons,singing in light–heated conversations and sharing my innovative ideas,which only served to polish my professional image.
As the banquet continued on,I stepped outside for a breather.
Returning to the hall,I was greeted by the final notes of “I wanna be yours” echoing from the violin.
Then, a voice I recognized took over the stage.
<b>“</b>It’s been a rough journey for my daughter Recently<b>, </b>we visited the orphanage and made huge donations to them She’s my pride and joy. When you <b>see </b>my Catherine, I hope you treat her with kindness always. <b>“</b>Peering through the crowd<b>,</b><b>I </b>saw Ro, <b>Grace </b>and Catherine onstage,basking in the spotlight.
The crowd’s view of Catherine Hudson seemed to shift instantly and started to buzz with admiration again.
The incident of her wearing a stolen jewelry and lying about it seemed to have been forgotten and now she was being showered with praises.
Catherine was thest person I know who would help the poor.And even if she had indeed visited the orphanage, it was definitely not out of good will but to boost her reputation in the society.
I watched, finding it all quite ridiculous.
Catherine met my eyes and she slung me a triumphant <b>smile</b>.
Voice then pierced the celebratory air
“I heard Mr Hudson’s second daughter is equally great She does a lot of rity She’s not only beautiful but she’s also a talent violinist.She was even praised by a famous musician.”
A hush fell over the hall momentarily.I knew that ever since everyone found out that I wasn’t really a Gordon Most judgemental people didn’t want to talk about me since I was a nobody.
But I realized today that some still wanted to because of my talents and so loud tourmurs filled <b>the </b>hall