Love At The Wrong Table

“What? Is it necessary to investigate this further?” Selina raised her hand

arrogantly and proudly declared, “Most 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.”

“That’s right! I can vouch for it!”

“I saw it too!”

“This is the precious token of affection that Mr. Lane gave to Selina. It’s worth

30 million!”

Sure enough, a group of people at the scene voiced their support for Selina’s

claim.

Roselynn became anxious, unable to comprehend the situation. Did

Mackenzie steal the necklace?

No, that can’t be true!

She firmly believed that Mackenzie was not such a person.

Terence, the cunning old fox, continued to maintain a sly smile. He didn’t

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, “Isaac,

is it true? Did you purchase this necklace for 30 million? Where did you

acquire it?”

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 Terence’s eyes, he felt something was amiss, and a strong

sense of guilt washed over him.

Isaac wouldn’t hesitate to show any mercy to anyone else in the room, but

Terence was someone he wouldn’t dare offend.

The Quillen family’s 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 wouldn’t be afraid of the Quillen family’s

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.

“Well… It’s true that I bought it and gave it to Selina…” 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 self–made man who had risen to

become the wealthiest person in the entire city, was not one to be easily

fooled.

“Mr. 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 House…” Terence’s words caused Isaac’s 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?

“Uh… no, I didn’t acquire it at the auction house. I obtained it through other

means.” With this sudden change in Isaac’s 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, “What? Isaac, how dare you

deceive me! So, is this necklace truly worth 30 million?”

Isaac was drenched in sweat. If Terence hadn’t been standing right in front of

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However, his confidence had crumbled, and he hesitated, “It didn’t cost 30

million… B–But… it’s close enough!”

Indeed, the difference was just a few zeros.

Terence, disinterested in their argument, let out a chuckle and remarked,

“Haha, Mr. Lane, I suggest you take a closer look. Is the necklace worn by my

godchild truly the one you purchased?”

What? His godchild?

Terence’s 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.

Jaxton’s expression turned exceedingly unpleasant.

Although Jessica had already harbored suspicions, she hadn’t fully grasped

the situation. Now, her mood darkened further as regret flooded her. Why

hadn’t she stepped forward earlier to assist Roselynn?

“U–Umm…”

Isaac found himself trapped with no escape, his face etched with distress.

To compound his troubles, Claudette approached Terence with a smile,

saying, “Old Mr. Quillen, the people I called will be here soon. I assure you that

the culprit won’t stand a chance of escaping!”

What?

Isaac’s complexion turned ashen.