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Everyone’s expressions as they looked at Sandria shifted from disdain and amusement to shock, horror, and disbelief!
Florentino’s mind was completely blown. Lying on the ground, he couldn’t care about his own disheveled state, only staring fixedly at Sandria.
Sister… She is Ashlan’s sister?
Then all the things he had just done and said…
A wave of bone–chilling cold surged from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head!
Ashlan’s icy gaze fell upon him, as if looking at a dead man.
“As for the Burnham Group. From this moment on, the Schroeder family will never cooperate with the Burnham fam- ily again.”
Ashlan’s voice was utterly devoid of emotion.
In an instant, all color drained from Florentino’s face.
Sandria stepped out from behind Ashlan.
She walked up to Florentino, looking down at him from above, her red lips curling into a brilliant yet cruel smile.
“Mr. Burnham, the Schroeder Group is hardly some unpresentable company. In fact, it’s the latest partner I’ve chosen. Surprised? Didn’t see that coming, did you?”
She blinked, her smile as innocent and mischievous as a fairy.
Pfft-!
Florentino couldn’t catch his breath; he felt a sweetness in his throat, and in a fit of rage, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
He staggered to his feet, looking toward Courtney, his voice hoarse and tinged with urgency.
“Courty! Wh–what on earth is going on!”
Courtney finally snapped out of her shock.
Tear stains and the mark of a slap still marred her face, making her look utterly miserable.
“Ashlan! I… I didn’t know Sandy was your sister, I… I was wrong, please forgive me! And spare Tino too. He didn’t mean it! Our Mosley family is related to your Schroeder family!”
Ashlan looked at her and suddenly laughed.
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That laughter was filled with utter contempt and mockery.
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“Related? The Mosley family? What are they? Do they really think they’re worthy of being related to my Schroeder family?”
Did she really think he hadn’t heard how this woman had insulted his sister just now?
These merciless words stabbed into Courtney’s heart like a knife.
Her words caught in her throat, her face turning a deep, livid purple.
“Wretch!”
At that moment, a furious shout came from the crowd.
Lance, his face full of rage, rushed up to Courtney, raised his hand, and delivered another merciless slap to the other side of her face.
“Smack!”
This slap was even heavier and louder than the one Sandria had given earlier!
“You, an adopted daughter we picked up from the orphanage, where did you get the nerve to flaunt the Schroeder family’s name and bring shame and disgrace upon us!”
Adopted daughter?!
Those two words made the already noisy hall explode once again.
Florentino was completely frozen.
That wasn’t what Courtney had told him–she had said her family catered to her every need.
He stared in disbelief at the collapsed Courtney, the face he once thought so pure now seemed full of deceit and cal- culation.
So, he had offended the real heiress of the Schroeder family for the sake of an adopted daughter?
He had become the butt of a colossal joke.
All around, the scornful and mocking whispers of the guests surged over Courtney like a tidal wave.
Her face flushed bright red, and she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
It’s over, completely over.
Sandria watched the spectacle before her with growing amusement.
She looked down at the devastated Courtney, her voice as gentle as a devil’s whisper.
“Speaking of which, I’m quite curious about something. Ms. Mosley, I heard you once had an engagement with the el- dest son of the South End Chapman family, but for some reason, it was called off.”
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Sandria tilted her head, her expression innocent and curious.
“Can you tell everyone why?”
Ashlan had mentioned this to her in passing, and when she looked into it, she hadn’t expected to uncover something
so unusual.
