Chapter 173 A sh at the Conference
Chapter 173 A sh at the Conference
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“Erin, you’re too kind,” Winona snapped as she came back to her senses. “People like her only learn after being taught a lesson! Why bother warning her?”
Her furious rended on Tracy, sharp enough to cut.
For a split second, she felt as if she’d gone back to those years when Tracy was always above her, always pressing her down.
She hated that feeling.
As soon as Winona spoke, her followers rushed to echo her.
“Exactly, someone like her deserves a wake-up call.”
“Showing up at an event like this to stir up trouble-where does she even get the nerve? She still thinks she’s some spoiled heiress!”
“She never got along with Winona, and now she’s just jealous. That’s the only reason she’d sneak into this conference.”
“And what good would sneaking in do? Winona’s way out of her league now. I heard Mr. Renault’s had his eye on Winona for a while, and he’s the reason the Millers were trusted to host this conference.”
Compliments poured down on Winona until she nearly forgot the unease she’d felt when she first spotted Tracy.
No one noticed that Erin, who had started it all, had quietly stepped away from the center of attention.
She hadn’t left, though. She stood to the side, her eyes gleaming with excitement as Tracy became the target of every usation.
For Erin, this was perfect. Winona was the best weapon against Tracy tonight.
The bigger the mess, the better.
The more people hated Tracy, the easier it would be for Erin.
But just as her heart swelled with thrill, she suddenly locked eyes with someone watching her-Ronald.
His dark, steady gaze was so sharp it felt like it cut straight through her.
Erin froze. Her chest tightened for no reason, and she quickly looked away.
Every time she faced Ronald, she felt like he was her natural enemy.
No matter what tricks she used, he never fell for them. In fact, it always seemed as if he could see right through her.
Even when she used her best maniptions, they had no effect.
Ronald never looked away. He didn’t miss the flicker of guilt on her face or the way her fingers twisted
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Chapter 173 A sh at the Conference
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He had already noticed the way she had first called him and Tracy out, then steered the conversation so Winona and her group turned on Tracy. Erin’s moves weren’t random-they were calcted.
But this was an investor conference, filled with smart, powerful people. How could anyone here be led around so easily by a few words?
His gut told him Erin was hiding something.
And he was almost certain that secret had to do with Tracy.
He nced toward Tracy, who stood calmly under the crowd’s scorn, her expression unbothered, as if their insults couldn’t touch her. Without realizing it, Ronald stepped closer to her side.
Ronald had promised he would always stand with her.
And whatever Erin’s secret was, he would uncover it himself and make sure she could never hurt Tracy.
Ronald and Erin’s brief exchange of looks went unnoticed, and no one had the faintest idea what the two of them were thinking.
Tracy, however, kept her eyes on Winona and the group clustered around her.
The Millers might not be as powerful as the Jackmans, but in Cloudville they still carried weight. With a wealthy father who adored her and luck always on her side, Winona was never short of people eager to tter her.
It used to be Jasmin and her friends, but after the scandal with Patricia, they had all been taken care of. Now, fresh faces had stepped in to fill their ces.
Tracy couldn’t help but wonder: if history repeated itself, would these new followers end up like Jasmin’s group too?
When the noise of insults against her finally died down, Tracy spoke at a calm, unhurried pace.
“Instead of wasting your time attacking me, maybe you should focus on expanding yourworks. At an event like this, the guests aren’t just from Cloudville. If you happen to meet someone truly important, the benefits will far outweigh whatever scraps you get from clinging to Winona. Are you sure you want to waste your chance here on me?”
Her words carried a sting, but they were sharp with truth. Winona’s followers froze.
They had expected Tracy to lose her temper, to break down in shame, or tosh out. What they hadn’t expected was such a cool and rational response.
They looked at each other, a flicker of doubt creeping across their faces; clearly they had wavered.
To Winona, that hesitation was a humiliation. Her anger red hot, drowning out any second thoughts about the leverage Tracy might hold over her.
She jabbed a finger toward her rival, shouting furiously, “Tracy, stop trying to stir things up! Don’t think I don’t see what you’re doing-distracting us so we forget you snuck in here. Well, we’re not falling for it!”
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