Steven was dumbfounded.
Bellaâs actions were always so unexpected, catching him off guard.
âBut, Ms. Bella, James and his wife are here tonight. Wouldnât
Mandyâs sudden appearance cause a disturbance? After all, tonight is
Madam Celesteâs birthday celebration. The night should go on
smoothly.â Steven expressed his concerns.
âThatâs why I wonât let her into the banquet hall and soil the eyes of my family members.â
Steven was taken aback and asked, âWhat do you meanâ¦?â
Bella narrowed her beautiful eyes, and a cold glint flashed in them.
âI will take care of this woman before the birthday banquet officially
begins. Donât worry.â
At this moment, Amelia had just come out of the restroom. After a
quick touch-up, she hurriedly walked out, ready to continue helping in
the front.
âYou bunch of stupid security guards! Why are you blocking my way? I
have an invitation! Are you blind?â
Amelia suddenly stopped in her tracks when she heard the familiar
and unpleasant voice. Her heart sank, and she raised her eyes
abruptly.
Not far away, Mandy was blocked by two security guards. She kept
waving the invitation in her hand, her face and ears crimson. Her
voice was sharp and loud, like a shrew arguing in a market.
âWhy is Mandy here?! She really has an invitation. Did James bring her
in?â Ameliaâs face turned pale, and her heart thumped like a drum.
âGet out of my way! Do you know who I am? If you keep blocking me,
Iâll make sure you regret it!â Mandy struggled to break free, but the
security guards would not let go, nearly breaking her wrist. The pain
made her gasp for breath.
âWhatâs going on here?â
Amidst the argument, Steven, dressed in a suit, walked toward them
with an indifferent expression.
âMr. Lovett, this person is trying to use a fake invitation to sneak in.
We caught her, but she wonât leave even if we drive her away,â one of
the bodyguards explained.
âOh?â Steven raised his eyebrows.
âIs⦠Is it you?! The one who drives a Porsche!â Mandy recognized Steven and pointed at him,
shouting, âSo, you work in this hotel, huh? Are you the lobby manager? Never mind. I donât care what
youâre doing here. Just let me in. Donât let these security guards touch me!â
However, Steven treated Mandy as if he had never seen her before. He looked at her coldly and said,
âIf the invitation is fake, Iâm sorry,
but I can only ask you to leave immediately.â
âFake? What nonsense are you talking about? My invitation was sent to me by someone from KS
World Hotel. How could it be fake?â
Mandy was furious. She forcefully threw the card in her hand at
Stevenâs face. âTake a good look! Look!â
Swish-
The invitation hit Stevenâs fair cheek, leaving behind an extremely fine
trail of blood.
Faced with such humiliation, Steven remained unperturbed.
He lifted his hand and lightly wiped the wound with his fingertips. His
gaze was shrouded in misty darkness.
âSteve!â Seeing her crush being mistreated, Amelia could not bear it
any longer and rushed forward with red eyes.
âOh? So, this little slut is also here.â
Mandy was surprised to see Amelia hurrying over. Her eyes were full
of disdain as she remarked, âHuh, it seems like a wife follows
wherever the husband goes, huh?â
While she mocked, her eyes couldnât help but appraise the evening
gown on her arch-enemy.
Mandy thought, âIsnât this dress the upcoming spring collection from
Paris Fashion Week? Itâs not available domestically. Why is this slut
wearing it?â