Chapter 10
Sheena rubbed her hand rionchalantly as she replied with a slightly mocking tone, “You deserved that. You should stop running your mouth. It seems the Freeman family has failed in your upbringing. How can a lady from a noble family only know how to spew filth?”
Sheena continued, “Furthermore, so what if I’ve been married? Is there a rule that says divorcees can’t attend events? Isn’t Elijah also divorced? Your words carlier were all defamation and insults. I can sue you for that.”
Erin was fuming with rage as she was humiliated in front of everyone, being accused of having a poor family upbringing. To make things worse, the one who slapped her was Sheena, whom she used to bully relentlessly.
It was utterly humiliating!
“Fucking bitch! I’ll kill you!” Erin cursed, charging forward with a menacing expression as she reached for Sheena’s hair.
Howard quickly pulled Sheena into his arms, shielding her with his back.
Elijah intervened as well.
Frowning, he glared at Erin and demanded, “Stop causing trouble and apologize.”
“Eli! I’m your sister, and this bitch just slapped me! Why are you protecting her instead of helping me deal with her? Moreover, you’re asking me to apologize?”
Elijah’s expression darkened as he warned, “I’m not blind, and I can see who was in the wrong. This is your last warning! Apologize to her right now!”
Erin’s momentum weakened instantly and felt aggrieved.
How was it wrong for her to scold that bitch, Sheena?
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She just wanted to expose her true colors to everyone!
How could that be wrong?
Erin felt increasingly aggrieved and wanted to argue, but Jennifer stepped in and held her
shoulders.
Jennifer whispered soothingly, “Erin, Eli is really angry, and he’s doing this for your own good. We can’t let Sheena actually sue you, right? There’s a time and place for everything.” Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.
The last part of her sentence obviously carried a hidden meaning.
After Jennifer’s comforting, Erin finally calmed down, and in a barely audible voice, she said, I’m sorry.”
After saying that, she quickly ran away with her face beet red.
Jennifer gave Elijah a reassuring look before going after her.
The commotion finally died down. Although some gossip was sparked by Erin’s comments, everyone knew better than to discuss the matter further.
They were well aware that both Howard and Elijah were not to be trifled with.
The atmosphere at the banquet returned to its original state, with no one daring to mention anything of the recent incident.
Howard looked in the direction where Erin had left and frowned. He asked, “Are you going to let her go just like that? Should I secretly arrange for someone to teach her a lesson and vent your anger?”
Sheena chuckled and gave his shoulder a gentle push. “Vent my anger? I’m not angry at all. She’s just a loudmouth, and I’ve already slapped her. That’s a win for me.”
Howard was at a loss for words. He suddenly felt that his little princess turned out to be quite a fighter.
Meanwhile, Elijah mingled with the crowd. However, his attention was elsewhere. He kept stealing glances in Sheena’s direction and felt a sudden displeasure when he saw Sheena pouting at Howard.
He could not quite understand why he felt that way. Perhaps it was the first time ever that he felt played by a woman.
About ten minutes later, Jennifer returned with Erin to the banquet hall.
Erin seemed to have touched up her makeup, concealing the red mark on her left cheek.
She stood quietly behind Jennifer and was unusually docile.
However, occasionally, she would shoot venomous glances toward Sheena, who was the center of attention at the night’s event.
As the banquet reached its midpoint, the dance floor opened up, and many CEOs took their female partners to dance to the music.
Jennifer was excited and looked at Elijah eagerly, hoping that he would take her hand and invite her to dance like a gentleman.
Elijah stood up as expected.
Jennifer’s excitement grew stronger, envisioning herself becoming the focus of the dance floor in the next moment.
However, in the next instant, she saw Elijah walk over to another table with a glass of red wine in his hand.