Mrs. Coleman’s face flushed red, then pale with anger.

Charlotte gently took her hand, silently offeringfort.

b-25 /bBonus

She looked at Monica with a faint, mocking smile. “What’s so shameful about being ba /bhousekeeper? It’s honest work–no stealing, no cheating. Earning a living with your own hands? I think that’s something to be proud of. On the other hand, women like you, who have no real skills and spend their days wasting btheir /bhusband’s money on spa bdays/b, shopping, and beauty supplements–that’s what’s really disgraceful.”

b“/bYou-“Monica pointed at Charlotte, her hand trembling with rage

Wendy quickly stepped in, patting bMonica’s /bback “Mrs. Gibson, don’t listen to her nonsense. Don’t let her get to byou/b.”

Then she turned to Charlotte with a sneer. “Charlotte, you’re just a housekeeper’s daughter. At the end of the bday/b, that makes you a servant too. This banquetis being held by Mr. Sullivan for bhis /bcousin, and everyone here is from high society. Someone like you doesn’t belong–stop embarrassing yourself.”

Charlotte smiled brightly, “oh High society guestsb? /bThen how did people like you sneak in?”

Wendy’s face twisted with anger.

She wa

Wayratlled.

“Who are you calling low–ss? You, the daughter of a bmaid/b, think you’re better than me?”

Charlotte raised an eyebrow. “Trying real hard to suck up to the Sullivansb, /baren’t you? With your family’s status, you’re not even qualified to be their watchdog.”

b“/bbYou /b

it dGt “Wendy jabbed a finger toward Charlotte’s face, fuming. “Are you crazy? Can’t get bZa/bb, /bso now you’re taking it out on me? Haha Can’t keep a man’s heart, and now byou’re /bjust running your mouth like it’ll bmake /ba difference.”

Charlotte smiled calmly. “You didn’t know Zac ended up in the hospital because he got into a fight for me?”

Wendy froze, stunned. So that was why Zac had been injured a few days ago?

Monica clearly didn’t buy it. She let out a coldugh. “bYou/b? As ff.”

“Let’s go, Mrs. Gibson. She’s not worth it,” bWendy /bsaid, linking arms with Monica

Monica was so furious she felt lightheaded Afraid she might have a heart attack if she bstayed /bany longer, she let Wendy lead her out.

Wendy soon

soon started chatting with some of the highb–/bsociety men at the party, but her eyes kept drifting toward Charlotte.

Ten minutester, she spotted her chance

Charlotte left the blounge /barea to bgo /bto the restroom

Wendy followed immediately.

In the restroom, Wendly deliberately brushed against Charlotte, pretending there wasn’t enough bspace/b, and bslipped /bher bracelet into Charlotte’s handbag.

Charlotteb, /bdisgusted by the contact, shoved her away. “It’s a big space. You just had to squeeze past me?”

Wendy smirked, satisfied. “bYou /bown the ce now? I’ll walk however I want–none of your business.”

Charlotte sneered silently. Actually, the bce /bwas technically hers.

The whole estate belonged to the Sullivans. And as the granddaughter of the bSullivan /bfamily, it might as well have been built just for her.

Wendy rolled her beyes /band walked out

A few minutesterb, /bback in the banquet hall, Wendy loudly announced that her bracelet was missing

She strutted up to Charlotte, full of confidence. “You stole my bracelet, didn’t you?”

Charlotte looked at her, amused. “Are byou /bbsure /bit was me?”

“If bnot /bbyou/b, then who?” Wendy bcrossed /bher arms, chin liftedb, /bher expressions. b“/bYou’re the only daughter bof /ba mald here. The only one dirt poor. No one else would bother stealing a bracelet worth eighty grand.”

bCarlotte /bcalmly btook /ba sip of her champagne and set the bss /bdown

“Do byou /bhave any proot?” she asked, lifting her eyes to meet Wendy’s

Wendy scoffed. “Prout? Of course I do! It’s in your bag. Just bopen /bit and we’ll see.”