Chapter 40 The Counterfeit +25 Bonus At eight in the evening, the guests had all arrived at the Mossey residence.

Other than the Mossey family’s relatives, those who came were all people from the upper-class society.

Madelyn was quietly standing beside Jerome, smiling and greeting the guests every once in a while.

However, she was not at all happy.

Her daughter was still in a coma, but Jerome was already trying to bring his illegitimate daughter into the family and even forced her to take Natasha as her own daughter.

She was livid.

Yet, she knew that the only way to prevent the Mossey family from going to ruins was to listen to Jerome, for they did not have a son, and her only daughter was currently unconscious.

Therefore, no matter how averse she was to the situation, she had to pretend as though she adored.

Natasha.

“Look! It’s Ms. Natasha!” someone cried out, and everyone in the hall instantly turned to look at the second floor, where the spotlight was aimed at Natasha had delicate makeup and an elegant smile on her face.

Her haute couture dress only made her look even more poised.

Every step she took as she came down the stairs was filled with grace.

The crowd immediately cheered and clapped, surrounding the new future heiress of the family.

One of the rich ladies said to Madelyn, “Mrs.

Mossey, you’re blessed.

Even your younger daughter is wonderful.

Moreover, her fiancé is Wright Construction Group’s CEO.

How jealous you make others!” Another rich woman quickly chimed in to curry favor with Madelyn.

“That’s right.

Mr. Wright’s young, handsome, and capable.

They’re truly a match made in heaven.

You’re so lucky, Mrs.

Mossey!” “No, no, of course not.

not as lucky as you-the two of you have both a son

smilingly as

was currently sitting in silence, his face devoid

way he carried himself made it

reveling in everyone’s gazes of admiration and

envy and attention

had their gazes fixed on her ever

and she deliberately took her time

midway down, another commotion occurrel among

their heads to look at the entrance 13:22 Mon, May Chapter 40 The Counterfeit +25 Bonus The young and handsome Joaquin strode down the red carpet and into the building while holding hands with his

celebrity and the youngest son of the Zipper family,

the woman by his

and although her makeup was light, it was surprisingly a perfect match for her dress of that

she approached the crowd, she seemed like an elegant angel descending

and no one paid any

still halfway down the stairs, had never expected Gwendolyn’s appearance to instantly draw

stairs while everyone ignored her, unsure whether it would be better for her to head back upstairs or to continue her miserable

Anger flooded her veins.

and almost suffocated her.

that Gwendolyn still looked fetching despite wearing a

part of me is worse than this b*tch? Furious, Natasha gritted

close to her

yelled, “Look! Mr. Joaquin’s companion is wearing the same haute couture dress as Ms. Natasha!” “You’re right! The one who looks lousier should be embarrassed… Mr. Joaquin’s companion

how Ms. Natasha looks

looking back and forth, sizing Gwendolyn and

and charm made Natasha

utterly

when she realized how things had turned

Soon, another person noticed something else that was

a work by a famous overseas designer, Ms. Z? That’s First Snow, isn’t it?” “Oh my, it really is Ms. Z’sFirst Snow!” “But

your hands on one of her works even if you’re rich, so why are there two First Snows

crowd gasped, pushing the

two identical dresses meant that one had to be

were going back on the right track, she

Jerome and Madelyn

expected such an incident to happen when the banquet was progressing

guests chattered away, and chaos soon ensued in the

were all from wealthy families, and they all despised counterfeits of high-end

the situation might get ugly and spiral out of control, Madelyn walked over to

this to have happened

but let

dress that my daughter is wearing cost thirty million, and I had it shipped over after

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