CHAPTER 221: CHAPTER 221: THROW HER OUT!

Cindy Lynn was initially a bit worried, wondering if something went wrong with her mother, Shelly Sullivan, and if the ’Phoenix Dance’ they had was a counterfeit. Now, she could finally put her mind at ease!

Cindy Lynn curled her lips into a cold smile, feeling she had just vindicated herself from the humiliation she had suffered earlier.

Tanya Sinclair, that vile woman, must be crazy to crave attention! How dare she try to fool Old Master Kendall with a counterfeit!

She turned her head to see Vincent Hawthorne frowning, looking worriedly in Tanya Sinclair’s direction, which made Cindy Lynn even more displeased.

"Vincent." She held Vincent Hawthorne’s hand and said discontentedly, "Are you worried about her?"

Vincent Hawthorne withdrew his gaze and met Cindy Lynn’s slightly displeased eyes.

Rather than worry, it was more of confusion.

The Tanya Sinclair he knew wouldn’t be foolish enough to shoot herself in the foot like this...

"Don’t overthink it, I’ve already divorced and separated from her," Vincent Hawthorne explained nonchalantly.

If they hadn’t divorced, today Tanya Sinclair might have disgraced the whole Hawthorne Family!

Felix Kendall looked deeply at Tanya Sinclair and finally turned to Dominic Trentson for confirmation, "Old Master Trentson, are you sure this bronze is a counterfeit?"

"Of course," Dominic Trentson replied with some dissatisfaction, "I’ve been appraising for years and can discern the authenticity at a glance! If I make a mistake today, I, Dominic Trentson, will retire and never appraise treasures again!"

This wager on his lifelong reputation made it undoubtedly impossible to be false.

Felix Kendall took a deep breath, utterly disappointed in Tanya Sinclair.

He had finally shown a little interest in a woman, only to find out...

"Ms. Sinclair, I think you’d better give a reasonable explanation!" His voice had just fallen when a few security guards with guns appeared behind him, their expressions solemn, intensifying the atmosphere.

At this moment, the whole audience’s attention was focused on Tanya Sinclair, making her the center of the storm.

Rhys Lucas was seated in a position where he could clearly see Tanya Sinclair’s face.

On that face, he couldn’t find a trace of panic or shame—the woman looked as indifferent as if she were not involved!

Rhys Lucas sneered sarcastically.

The more shameless, the better they could pretend.

He just waited to see if she’d still be so calm when thrown out later!

Rhys Lucas even took out his phone, intending to capture Tanya Sinclair’s embarrassing moment!

Tanya Sinclair stood up, facing all the scrutinizing and disdainful eyes, and spoke in a clear, resounding voice, "I never said it was an authentic bronze, it’s just a little trinket. It was merely a gift for Grandpa Kendall; why is everyone so agitated?"

Once she spoke, the room fell eerily silent for a few seconds.

Felix Kendall’s expression was particularly complex.

Indeed, he had heard it most clearly—Tanya Sinclair referred to the second gift as a trinket... He instinctively looked to his grandfather, whose face showed no anger from being fooled but rather a look of tenderness and affection toward Tanya Sinclair.

Felix Kendall had a hunch that things might not be so simple...

Shelly Sullivan’s grating cold laughter abruptly pierced the air.

"Caught red-handed, and now you play word games. Tanya Sinclair, you’re truly shameless!"

’Bam——’ Old Master Kendall slammed the table furiously, "Throw her out!"

Shelly Sullivan assumed Old Master Kendall was referring to Tanya Sinclair and hurriedly said, "Old Master Kendall, calm down; it’s not worth getting angry over such a shameless woman! I suggest throwing her into the lake outside to sober her up!"

Old Master Kendall glared at her, his aged yet sharp features exuding a sinister aura: "You make a good point; I’ll grant you that wish!"

Shelly Sullivan was waiting for a good show, but to her surprise, two security guards marched over to her, hoisting her up and dragging her out!

"Mom!" Cindy Lynn was also a bit flustered, "Grandfather Kendall, what are you doing?"

Shelly Sullivan desperately struggled, shouting her innocence.

"Why are you throwing me out, Old Master Kendall? The one who tricked you with a counterfeit was that little... ah!" One of the guards slapped her squarely across the mouth, causing blood to appear instantly.

This scene left Vincent Hawthorne, who had just stood up to intervene, utterly stunned.

Old Master Kendall stated coldly, "Everyone who comes to visit today is a guest, and we treat guests with respect in the Kendall Family. But anyone who dares slander Ms. Sinclair will not be tolerated!"

The room fell silent.

Outside, Shelly Sullivan’s cries of anguish were particularly clear.

This was a blatant show of favoritism!

Even Felix Kendall, the actual grandson, hadn’t enjoyed such privilege!

Cindy Lynn was completely perplexed.

How could this be?

It was clearly a counterfeit, a fake—yet Old Master Kendall wasn’t angry and even protected that wretched Tanya Sinclair! And he threw her mother out!

"Grandfather Kendall..."

Cindy Lynn wanted to stand up again, but Sean Lynn held her down.

His sharp, dark eyes fixed intently on Tanya Sinclair, anger bubbling beneath the surface.

——He finally understood what had really happened!

They had all been played by this wretched woman!!

The focus of the ’Phoenix Dance’ wasn’t about its authenticity...

At this point, Old Master Kendall stepped in to clarify.

"I didn’t intend to say much, but since there’s been a misunderstanding about Ms. Sinclair, I’ll explain it here for the last time!" Old Master Kendall looked at Tanya Sinclair with tenderness and affection, then raised his eyes and scanned the room with a sharp, commanding presence, "The ’Phoenix Dance’ that Ms. Sinclair gifted me was made years ago by an old friend as a gift! Inside, there was a mechanism, but I never got the chance to receive it; I had orders to head to the frontline first!"

"I was gone for three years. By the time I returned, my old friend had passed away." At this point, Old Master Kendall was already shedding tears, "This Ms. Sinclair is the granddaughter of that old friend!"

As soon as these words were out, the whole room began to speculate.

"There’s a rumor that when Old Master Kendall was young, he had a crush on a childhood friend. Unfortunately, it was unrequited, and they never ended up together. It seems his beloved married a doctor!"

"Alas, she was short-lived, reportedly passing away soon after marriage... Could it be, Tanya Sinclair is the granddaughter of Old Master Kendall’s beloved from back then? But I’d never heard of any prominent Sinclair Family in Aris..."

Old Master Kendall composed himself, gripping Tanya Sinclair’s hand tightly, "Tanya, tell everyone who you are! Who, indeed, is an intruder here!"

The last sentence was already tinged with undisguised anger; his gaze sharp as swords, boring into Sean Lynn and his daughter!

As events unfolded to this point, Vincent Hawthorne’s blood ran cold, and his heart nearly stopped.

He shivered for a moment, incredulously turning to slowly gaze at Tanya Sinclair, who was now the focus of everyone’s attention.

At that moment, Vincent Hawthorne felt like he might have, indeed, gotten something wrong...