Chapter 1557
Grace''s face turned as pale as a sheet, shocked by Phoebe''s words.
"You... Phoebe, you''ve gone too far. You ungrateful, double-crossing wretch, you''re getting off on
causing trouble, aren''t you?!"
"Double-crossing?" Wendy nced at Grace with a smirk. "You''re right. The shares in my hands are
of no use to me, so why not sell them to someone else? It might be a good option."
"You... bastard!"b2 Cole was absolutely furious with Phoebe''s words. He raised his hand, ready to
p her across the face. Everyone gasped, their eyes widened as they watched Cole''s raised hand.
Some even closed their eyes, anticipating a painful p.
However, the expected sound of a p didn''t resonate.
Chloe had risen from her chair and was standing off to the side, looking surprised at the unexpected
scene.
"Who are you?!" Cole was livid. His raised hand was firmly grabbed mid-air, the grip so strong that it
felt like his wrist would be crushed.
Phoebe stood still with her eyes closed, too shocked to retaliate.
When she heard Cole''s words, she opened her eyes in confusion. It was then that she realized that
she was being shielded by a tall figure. Looking up, she saw Cole''s raised hand being held firmly in
someone''s grasp. She was slightly shocked, and just as she was about to turn around to see her
rescuer, another arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her abruptly into a firm embrace.
Her back hit a warm, solid chest, and she was enveloped by a familiar masculine scent. Her heart
skipped a beat, and before she could turn to look at him, he forcefully let go of Cole''s hand.
The cold voice floated down from above her. "Mr. Alonso, did you invite me here for a business
dinner, or to witness domestic abuse?"
Domestic abuse? The words made Cole''s brow furrow. He nced at Phoebe, then scrutinized
Azriel for a few seconds before cautiously asking, "And you are?"
All the guests at the party were invited, either wealthy or influential.
Even if he didn''t know who Azriel was, he knew he was someone the Alonsos couldn''t afford to
offend. But after thinking for a while, he couldn''t recall any impression of this man.
However, Azriel''s demeanor was extraordinary and not to be underestimated.
“Azriel.” Azriel’s voice was cold, but his gaze was calm.
When the 30 billion dor deal was made, Azriel had left everything to hiswyer and hadn''t shown
up in person, so it was normal that Cole didn''t recognize him. But when he heard the name, he
instantly remembered the powerful signature on the contract.
His suspicious look vanished, and he quickly smiled, "So it''s Mr.
Azriel."
Hearing this, Wendy''s face became expressionless. So this man was the one who brought the
Alonso family back to life.
She had been busy dealing with Chloe and Phoebe and had forgotten about the most important
guest of the night. But no matter what, the Alonsos would be hers in the future. No matter how
Phoebe, that damn bitch, caused trouble, it wouldn''t change the fact that she was the future head of
the Alonso family, and the heir to the family fortune. She would settle scores with Phoebe when the
time was right. For now, the important thing was not her.
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A polite smile spread across her pale face, and she moved closer to Azriel, saying, "So, you''re Mr.
Azriel. We''ve been looking forward to seeing you for a long time. We''re truly sorry that your arrival
coincided with such an unsightly scene."
Azriel stepped back, standing straight with Phoebe still in his arms.
As he moved back, Phoebe, who was leaning against his chest, followed him, never leaving his
side. After struggling for a bit, she lowered her head and fiddled with his hand that was around her
waist. After realizing that it still had no effect, she became infuriated and continued to struggle,
pping and hitting in frustration.
"Let me go!"
Azriel felt the ps and hits on the back of his hand, and the pain that came with it. He also saw
how Phoebe was burying her head, struggling with his arm furiously. His lips tightened, then
rxed, making it hard to tell whether he was angry or amused.
Seeing this scene, Cole''s face was pale with cold sweat. "Phoebe!
That''s enough! Don''t you know Mr. Azriel is our esteemed guest?"
Hearing this, Phoebe''s face turned even colder. She grabbed Azriel''s arm and bit down hard on it.
Everyone gasped in surprise. Cole''s eyes widened in disbelief and it took him a moment to react.
"Have you lost your mind?!"
Azriel, however, just furrowed his brow. He watched as Phoebe bit his arm so hard that her whole
head was shaking. His eyes darkened slightly. When she finally let go, he nced at the hand that
she had just bitten. There was a clear row of teeth marks, and within seconds, the surrounding skin
had turned pale and a bit bloody. It looked painful.
Everyone looked away, unable to bear the sight. Damon, holding Chloe, was watching with interest.
Phoebe, breathing heavily, looked at Cole with a cold gaze.
"Esteemed guest? Anyone who covets the shares in my hand is an enemy of mine."
Azriel''s eyes narrowed slightly, his face turning a few degrees colder.
Cole was pacing nervously. "Phoebe, if you continue to cause a scene, get out of here."
Phoebe sneered, "From my perspective, that''s excellent news."
Cole added, "Good news. Before you leave, return everything the Alonso family gave you."
Azriel lowered his gaze for a moment to look at the petite woman with her back turned to him. With
a calm shift in his eyes, he lowered his head and raised his other hand to caress the spot that
Phoebe had just bitten. Because he was looking down, nobody could see the expression on his
face, only the faint yet clear amusement lurking in the corners of his eyes.
No one could guess what he was thinking at that moment, and while everyone was puzzled, he
casually broke the silence: “Isn''t there a fundraising part? Isn''t that starting?"
Upon hearing this, Wendy hurriedly replied: "I''ve already asked someone to get that ready. Mr.
Azriel, thank you for your timely assistance to the Alonso family this time. Rest assured, choosing
the Alonso family will not let you down."