Chapter 281
Love at the Wrong Table
Chapter 281
âWhat? Is it necessary to investigate this further?â Selina raised her hand
arrogantly and proudly declared, âMost of the people here witnessed it. The
necklace was around my neck. Old Mr. Quillen, if you doubt it, feel free to
check the hotel surveillance.â
âThatâs right! I can vouch for it!â
âI saw it too!â
âThis is the precious token of affection that Mr. Lane gave to Selina. Itâs worth
30 million!â
Sure enough, a group of people at the scene voiced their support for Selinaâs
claim.
Roselynn became anxious, unable to comprehend the situation. Did
Mackenzie steal the necklace?
No, that canât be true!
She firmly believed that Mackenzie was not such a person.
Terence, the cunning old fox, continued to maintain a sly smile. He didnât
doubt that so many people at the scene were lying, but he was well aware
that they had misunderstood a crucial detail.
Instead of questioning Selina directly, he turned to Isaac and inquired, âIsaac,
is it true? Did you purchase this necklace for 30 million? Where did you
acquire it?â
If someone else had asked him that question, Isaac would have proudly
admitted to it and boasted about the purchase. However, when he caught
sight of the look in Terenceâs eyes, he felt something was amiss, and a strong
sense of guilt washed over him.
Isaac wouldnât hesitate to show any mercy to anyone else in the room, but
Terence was someone he wouldnât dare offend.
The Quillen familyâs influence in Yeringham ran deep like an ancient tree
firmly rooted in the soil. They had connections in the business world, the
government, and even the underworld. They were on an entirely different
level compared to the Lane family.
If Isaac had a clear conscience, he wouldnât be afraid of the Quillen familyâs
power. After all, Yeringham was a society governed by the rule of law.
The problem was, he was lying.
Furthermore, he had a gut feeling that the genuine golden jade phoenix
necklace might have some connection to the elderly man standing before
him.
âWell⦠Itâs true that I bought it and gave it to Selinaâ¦â Isaac attempted to
redirect the focus and provide selectively truthful information.
If it had been anyone else, they might have been deceived. However,
Terence Quillen, the shrewd and astute selfâmade man who had risen to
become the wealthiest person in the entire city, was not one to be easily
fooled.
âMr. Lane, you purchased it for 30 million at the auction, right? Oh my, it
seems that I may have forgotten about the records at my own Quillen
Auction Houseâ¦â Terenceâs words caused Isaacâs confidence to shatter
completely.
How could Terence, as the auction house owner, not know who had bid 30
million for the golden jade phoenix necklace?
âUh⦠no, I didnât acquire it at the auction house. I obtained it through other
means.â With this sudden change in Isaacâs statement, a commotion erupted
in the room.
Many sensed a potential turning point in the situation.
Those who lied would always remain under suspicion.
Selina immediately exclaimed in disbelief, âWhat? Isaac, how dare you
deceive me! So, is this necklace truly worth 30 million?â
Isaac was drenched in sweat. If Terence hadnât been standing right in front of
him, he might have boldly continued lying.
However, his confidence had crumbled, and he hesitated, âIt didnât cost 30
million⦠BâBut⦠itâs close enough!â
Indeed, the difference was just a few zeros.
Terence, disinterested in their argument, let out a chuckle and remarked,
âHaha, Mr. Lane, I suggest you take a closer look. Is the necklace worn by my
godchild truly the one you purchased?â
What? His godchild?
Terenceâs words sent shockwaves through everyone present.
The members of the Oatley family, who had previously scorned and belittled
Roselynn as a mere commoner, turned pale in an instant.
Jaxtonâs expression turned exceedingly unpleasant.
Although Jessica had already harbored suspicions, she hadnât fully grasped
the situation. Now, her mood darkened further as regret flooded her. Why
hadnât she stepped forward earlier to assist Roselynn?
âUâUmmâ¦â
Isaac found himself trapped with no escape, his face etched with distress.
To compound his troubles, Claudette approached Terence with a smile,
saying, âOld Mr. Quillen, the people I called will be here soon. I assure you that
the culprit wonât stand a chance of escaping!â
What?
Isaacâs complexion turned ashen.