Chapter 897
Chapter 897:
It irritated her that even strangers could tell how much Callum cared for Yelena.
A nagging fear crept in—was her place in his heart starting to slip away?
Yet, Bella clung to the conviction that tonight would shift the tides of favor. She was almost eager to witness the disillusionment she believed awaited Callum and everyone from the Harris family.
Just then, Bella’s attention shifted as she spotted Monica approaching. Monica had truly outdone herself, clad in a freshly debuted gown from a world-renowned designer, themed around a floral fairy tale and representing the spring season. The dress, a delicate blue gauze, could easily have seemed flashy in lesser fabric, but on Monica, it was nothing short of noble, enhancing her ethereal allure.
Monica’s entrance was a spectacle that immediately drew all eyes to her.
To the uninformed observer, Monica might well have been mistaken for the evening’s bride-to-be.
With a derisive snort, Bella thought to herself that Monica’s extravagant display was a calculated move to outshine Yelena.
Standing tall and regal, Monica resembled nothing so much as a peacock, surveying her surroundings with disdain.
Upon noticing Bella, Monica arrogantly tilted her head upwards in greeting.
Without realizing it, Bella found herself trailing Monica to a secluded corner.
Despite her initial indifference, Bella’s curiosity about Monica’s intentions grew too strong to ignore.
“Will the evening’s stars grace us with their presence soon?” Monica inquired, her tone laden with insinuation.
Bella, taken aback, stared at Monica as she deciphered the hidden meaning in her question.
It suddenly clicked for Bella why Monica seemed so unnervingly composed—she had a plot in play.
“You aren’t concerned someone will catch on p>
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“Oh? So you’re threatening me now?” Monica’s gaze turned cold. She let out a sharp sneer, locking eyes with Bella as if trying to pierce right through her.
Bella’s pulse quickened. She responded firmly, “Why would I threaten you? There’s no joy for me if Yelena’s engagement falls through, just as there’s none for you p>
“Then sit back and enjoy the spectacle,” Monica replied, her smirk filled with victorious glee.
As the minutes slowly slipped by, the anticipation for the engagement ceremony grew evident.
Standing side by side, Monica and Bella indulged in their wine, their faces etched with smug anticipation of the drama that was about to unfold.
The Harris family had chosen a popular and versatile local host, Noel Finch, as the emcee for the evening.
Onstage, Noel energetically engaged the crowd, setting the tone for the upcoming festivities.
As the scheduled time approached, Noel encouraged the audience, saying, “Let’s invite the couple to the stage with a warm round of applause p>
However, when suspenseful music filled the hall, the entrance remained conspicuously empty.
A self-satisfied grin spread across Monica’s face as she watched the unfolding scene.
At that moment, she noticed Maggie casting worried glances toward the entrance.
Deciding to approach her, Monica thought she might offer her assistance, should Maggie be open to it.