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Chapter 77 She's Mine

Instead of questioning the girls, Alessa turned to the bodyguards whom Veronica had called over.

The bodyguard explained the whole situation.

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Celeste, unwilling to let the matter rest, added in a shrill voice, “She stole Leah’s engagement ring from Daniel!

She chere to provoke us on purpose and even tried to seduce someone else’s boyfriend. What a shameless

woman!”

After hearing this, the crowd began to look at Charmaine with disdain. They didn’t hesitate to condemn her

based solely on Celeste and her friends’ accusations, as though the matter had already been decided.

“Who invited this country bumpkin? How could she show up at a party in a T-shirt and jeans? And, she had even

stolen something! She has no respect for the Quinn family!”

“Isn't she that college student Mrs. Alessa helped out of kindness? Such a shshe’s so ungrateful. How could

she bite the hand that fed her by stealing at Mrs. Alessa’s birthday banquet? She’s shameless!”

“Wait a minute,” someone chimed in. “Isn't this your daughter, Mr. Read?”

Bennett quickly distanced himself. “No, no! There was a mix-up at the hospital years ago. She’s not my

biological daughter. She has nothing to do with us anymore.”

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“Seriously? A mix-up that big? No wonder there were rumors about the Reads’ rebellious daughter always

causing trouble. Turns out she wasn’t even yours. Figures. Must’'ve cfrom slow-class family with no

morals.”

This remark made Willard and Olympia’s expressions darken further.

Just then, a commotion rippled through the crowd near the entrance. People instinctively parted, creating a path.

The noisy chatter ceased as if someone had pressed mute.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a sleek, silver wheelchair moved forward, coming to a stop at the center

of the uproar.

The man seated in it was breathtakingly handsome, and the moment he appeared, he becthe undeniable

focus of everyone's attention.

Even Celeste and Veronica, who had been writhing on the floor moments ago, were utterly captivated.

The man let out a soft scoff and broke the silence. “Quite a lively party tonight, isn’t it?”

While everyone was still dazed by Emyr’s sudden appearance, he raised a hand slightly and beckoned toward

Charmaine. “What are you standing there for? Chere.”

Charmaine had remained still amidst the storm of accusations, unbothered by the harsh words.

But now, at his command, she calmly picked up a wet wipe from a nearby table, cleaned her hands, and walked

over to him.

The way she moved-like an obedient rabbit returning to the side of a ferocious beast-was strangely natural and

utterly mesmerizing.

Someone in the crowd finally gathered the courage to ask, “Mr. Emyr, who is she?”

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Chapter 77 She's Mine

Emyr’s gaze swept coldly toward the speaker, his expression exuding an effortless arrogance.

“She’s mine. Why?”

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The room collectively gasped. The man who had spoken quickly lowered his head, silenced by Emyr’s frigid

stare.

Leah, Celeste, and Veronica were utterly stunned.

When had Charmaine gotten involved with him? Could it be that the mysterious owner of that Maybach wasn’t

sdisgusting, overweight old man but... Emyr?

Celeste couldn't accept it. This man, radiating power and elegance, had just claimed Charmaine as his. The

thought alone made her stomach churn with jealousy.

“She stole from us and injured us! It doesn’t matter who is backing her. She has to face the consequences!”

Emyr cast her a fleeting glance. That one look was enough to send a shiver down her spine.

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Veronica wasn’t much better off. She trembled as well but couldn't tear her eyes away from Emyr’s face.

The man was simply too perfect.

She and Celeste had seen their share of handsmen, even inviting famous male celebrities to Celeste’s

birthday parties.

However, none of them cclose to the man before them. He was in a league of his own.

“Was it you?” Emyr asked, his tone casual yet commanding as he turned to Charmaine.

“Yes, it was me,” Charmaine replied.

“Why did you do it?”

Surrounded by judgmental stares, only Emyr had bothered to ask why.

Charmaine’s lips curved into a faint smile. “They accusedof stealing and tried to havethrown out. | was

defending myself.”

Celeste exploded. “You're lying! You stole Leah's ring and attacked us!”

Hearing this, Emyr let out a derisive chuckle. “If she wanted something, do you think | couldn't provide it for

her?’ Why would she even look at someone else's trash?”

His words were like a slap to their faces-blunt, humiliating, and utterly irrefutable.

No one dared to utter another word.

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