Chapter 102
The day of the highly anticipated fundraiser finally dawned. Be found herself standing in front of a
full-length mirror, adorned in a breathtaking white designer gown that beautifully hugged her curves.
The fabric flowed gracefully as she turned, checking all angles of her reflection ensuring every angle
reflected sheer elegance and sophistication. Satisfied with her appearance, she took a deep breath,
ready to make a striking entrance at the event.
Finally set she headed out to her awaiting vehicle.
After a short drive, she finally arrived at the venue. Gracefully exiting the vehicle, she entered the
transformed hospital hall, a reserved part of the hospital for events like that one.
The atmosphere buzzed with excitement and anticipation as esteemed guests, including socialites and
influential figures, mingled and engaged in animated conversations. The hall, adorned with tasteful
decorations, set the stage for an evening of both mour and phnthropy.
Be, with her radiant smile and personality effortlessly became the center of attention. Greetings and
faces and establishing connections with ke individuals in attendance. Her head held high, Be felt a
satisfaction like never before, the satisfaction she could only derive from being the center of attention.
“I heard Mr. Wild single-handedly created the school,” one of the women stated, her tone filled with
admiration, as she shared the impressive news with Be.
Be’s smile, already radiant, seemed to brighten even more. “We are genuinely passionate about
people, especially children,” she responded with warmth her arms clutched in her front in pretense of
having done a good will.
“Creating this school aligns with ourmitment to making a positive impact.” She replied. Hearing her
speak, one would think she had actively participated in the school while in reality she knew nothing
about what had been done.
Thepliments continued to flow from the gathering crowd, each one acknowledging the kindness
and generosity behin the creation of the school. Be gracefully epted themendations enjoying
every moment of attention she was bein given.
“It’s rumored that the surgeries for the kids here were also paid for,” another eximed, catching Be
off guard. Her smile faltered momentarily, but she quickly recovered, offering a seemingly genuine
smile.
Ethan sponsoring surgeries? When had he decided to take such a significant step, and what motivated
this unexpected act generosity? The news had caught her off guard, leaving her curious and somewhat
uneasy.
“You didn’t know about it?” someone in the gathering queried, sensing the subtle shift in Be’s
expression.
In response, she conjured a smile that appeared sincere but failed to reach her eyes, attempting to
maintain an air ofposedposure.”Of course, I did. As I said before, It’s our contribution back to
society,” Be exined, gracefully steering the conversation away from further scrutiny. With that, she
gracefully walked away.
As she gracefully glided through the hall, the allure of her dress captured the attention of some women
around her. The delicate fabric and exquisite design sparked admiration, prompting one woman to
inquire breathlessly, “Is that from Alejandro’s collection?”
An arrogant smile graced Be’s l*ps as she replied, “Yes, it is.” Secretly pleased that someone had
noticed and mentioned:
The other women, now drawn into the orbit of this fashion statement, cast appreciative nces over
Be’s attire.
Eager to showcase the exclusivity of her dress, stylishly brushed her hair aside in order to allow them
see it to give them better view so they could gawk over her properly.
“There are only three of these designs in the world.” she dered proudly, adding, “It was really hard to
get.”
The impressed murmurs intensified among the gathering. “How did you manage?” asked another, the
tone carrying a hin admiration. Be, reveling in the spotlight, grinned as she revealed, “My loving
husband got it for me.”
As thepliments continued to flow, Be savored the attention, relishing her role as the esteemed
Mrs. Wild.
The two siblings stood at a balcony watching cars drive into the ce.
“There’s gonna be a party downstairs,” Liam exined to his sister. Daisy’s eyes lit up at the mere
mention of a party.
“For the opening of the school. That’s where it would be held,” he continued, providing more details.
The excitement grew in Daisy’s eyes.
“Should we go see?” Liam asked, gauging his sister’s interest. Daisy’s imagination sparked.
“I’ve never been to a party like that. I’m sure the women are very pretty,” Daisy mused, envisioning the
festivities.
“Let’s go see,” Liam suggested, and Daisy cagerly nodded in agreement.
“Where is Ethan?” Be mused to herself.
He had left early that morning for work but still hadn’t shown up at the event.
With a ss in one hand, she excused herself when her phone rang. ncing at the caller ID, she
decided it couldn’t be ignored. She gracefully maneuvered through the crowd, searching for a secluded
spot where she could take the call in private.
Once she found a quiet hidden corner, she answered the call with anticipation. “Did you find anything?”
she inquired eagerly, hoping for Sebastian’s findings on the information she had requested.
“Barely, just the normal routine of her going to work and back. Honestly, she’s quite boring, if you ask
me.” Sebastian’s nonchnt response filtered through. Be sighed, a hint of frustration evident in her
voice. “I don’t think she knows anything,” he added.
“But she was there that night, wasn’t she?” Be questioned, in exasperation.
Be’s impatience was evident as she pressed Sebastian for more information. “You said you saw her,
didn’t you?” she questioned, irritation coloring her tone.
Sebastian hesitated slightly before responding, “I might have been mistaken.” Trying to downy the
significance.
“If she actually knew something, she would have taken some steps by now,” he reasoned calmly. “Like
contracting you to ckmail or something else, don’t you think?” he added, trying to bring a logical
perspective to the situation.
Be sighed, acknowledging the rationale behind Sebastian’s words. “Who is she exactly?” Be
inquired.
“You’ve refused to tell me her name, but I think I deserve the right to know. What’s her name?” Be
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had asked him about the mystery woman several times, but Sebastian remained tight-l*pped,
seemingly protective of the girl. “What is her name?” she probed once again.
Jasmine Knowles, Sebastian replied from the other end.
“Jasmine Knowles,” Be repeated, contemting. “I don’t know any Knowles,” she stated, struggling
to recall.
“This is dragging on too long, what does she know?!” Be demanded, her impatience resurfacing.
“Calm down, would you?” Sebastian urged, attempting to pacify her. “I believe she was there that
night,” he finally admitted.
“But?” Be queried, sensing there what happened that night.”
more to the story that Sebastian hadn’t disclosed. “It seems she has no recollection of
“But nothing,” he replied, signaling his own reservations. He hadn’t seen Jasmine as a threat to Be,
and he didn’t want to give her that impression. Be could go ballistic and demand that she be dealt
with. Sebastian observed Jasmine as a simple young woman who seemed to have endured a
challenging life. Whyplicate her life even more?
12:40
28 Dec
As Be listened to Sebastian, she heard a sound in the background. She stopped for a moment,
taking the phone off her ear. She had detected someone else’s phone vibrating at a blind spot. Was
someone there? Concerned about a potential eavesdropper, she hung up immediately and slowly
made her way to the ce she heard the noise.
She sighed in relief; there was no one there. “I was probably imagining it,” she concluded, brushing off
the unease. She quickly texted Sensation, informing him that he hadpleted her task. With that
done, she picked up her ss from where she had set it down and gracefully made her way out of the
balcony.
“Daisy, Daisy, slow down,” Liam called, chasing after his enthusiastic sister. Daisy, however, continued
running and identally collided with someone. The ss in Be’s hand jolted, causing the wine to
spill onto her dress.
“Ugggh!” Be eximed in annoyance, her frustration evident. “You brat!” she yelled, her gaze now
fixed on the young girl responsible for the mishap. Be’s expensive dress was now stained and
ruined.