A Moment in Destiny novel Chapter 694

Sylvie was clear that Miss Bonnie was jealous of Patriarch's bringing herself back to the Mccarthy family. Without her, the Mccarthy family was Bonnie's, but now Bonnie had to share with her.

She had always been the least willing to have something to do with such a rich lady, who was arrogant by virtue of her family background, but this woman was her half sister. “Miss Bonnie, I've never regarded myself as a socialite. Fame and fortune are just as transient as fleeting clouds. Patriarch is here, and it’s a charity dinner. I hope we can behave ourselves and not to become the attention the party. Or else people will laugh at us!"

Bonnie's eyes were bursting with fire. She raised her head and stepped forward. She said in a domineering way, lowering her voice, "Who are you? It’s not your turn to teach me how to do things!"

Then she took another look at Marley who was talking to Will not far away. Seeing that he didn’t pay attention to them, Bonnie said ironically. "It's hard to play with Marley, isn't it? Sylvie, he doesn't love you. I heard that he used to have a girlfriend who he loved deeply and they had lived together for five years. If it wasn't for Hughes Group's crisis, he wouldn't break up with his girlfriend!"

As soon as she spoke, Sylvie's heart trembled. She really didn't know that. No wonder Marley complained about her. With that, she turned to leave with calmness.

"Where are you going?" Bonnie scorned, reaching out to pull her dress belt.

"Let go of me. I don't want to fight!" Sylvie turned back, looking at her coldly. Her mind was in a messy at this time. Was she destroying Marley's happiness? She really did not know. She was filled with guilt suddenly. She intended to help him, but did not expect this.

Bonnie yelled with anger in her eyes, "Who is going to have a fight with you?"

"Let go!"

With a malicious smile, Bonnie looked down at Sylvie’s belt. Looking around at the people who were not paying attention to them, she pulled the belt hard and it was torn by her, small diamond falling down the ground. The dress was torn off by her and there was a hole on the waist, revealing Sylvie’s fair skin.

Sylvie sighed that Miss Bonnie was trying to made her look bad in public. She asked indifferently, "Is it enough?"

"No!" Bonnie snorted coldly and came to her. “If you dare to take over Mccarthy Group, believe it or not, I will kill you!" she threatened.

Sylvie said in a flat tone, "Even if I don't take over, Patriarch will not give it to you!"

"You..."

"You can hardly retain your composure!” Sylvie said cold, “Miss Bonnie, I think what you should do is to get the approval of Patriarch first, which will be the result of half the effort. Excuse me!"

Without caring about her provocation, Sylvie turned to the corridor. The belt of her dress was pulled off by Bonnie, and She really didn't know how to explain to Marley.

Just as she walked to the door, came the sound of the fierce footsteps behind her. Turning around, Sylvie was slapped.

"Slap..."

Her eyes dulled and she Sylvie looked up again, she saw Bonnie's angry face, and all the people's eyes were projected.

Among these people, some were curious, some were shock, or gloating , but none of them showed pity for her!

Bonnie also seemed to realize that it was against the standard of a socialite to slap others in public. Besides, her grandfather was still there. As Bonnie thought of that, the expression on her face changed from arrogance to embarrassment.

Marley stood there, motionless, looking over.

Cassius, however, whose face was devoid of any emotion, looked at Bonnie coldly, expecting Sylvie's reaction.

Will was stunned, too. He asked, “Mr Hughes, that's your wife!"

Marley, with a tight face, strode past.

Sylvie knew that she has made a fool of herself today in the presence of many elites. She and Bonnie have disgraced both the Mccarthy family and Marley.

But so far, what could she do? Sylvie was trying to figure out how to be less embarrassed.

Marley strode over, followed by Will and Tyler.

"Sylvie, are you okay?" Marley asked gently, showing a strong concern. He stroked her red and swollen cheek, in which a palm print was clearly printed on Sylvie's face.

Marley's tenderness made Sylvie’s heart ached. He was acting to show these people. She deliberately dodged, but she could not. At the moment, he was her husband. If she dodged, he would be more embarrassed, so she allowed him to caress her.

Marley turned to Bonnie with a sharp eye. He asked slowly, "Miss Bonnie, Sylvie is my wife. Why did you slap her?"

Bonnie was lost for words, questioned by Marley. Sylvie, who was in a trance turned her eyes to Marley. She didn't expect that Marley would come out for her. What should she say? Her mind was racing.

"You..." Bonnie stammered, taking a deep breath. "Mr Hughes..."

"Miss Sylvie, apologize to her!" Marley said in a deep voice. With calmness, he stared at Bonnie with suppressed anger in his eyes, as if he didn’t regard her as his sister-in-law.