Tessa calmly took a sip of champagne, placing her glass gently on the table.
"Do you have any evidence?" she asked, her gaze steady on Wendy.
Wendy snorted coldly. "Evidence? Of course! The evidence is in your bag. Just let us check your bag."
A curious crowd had gathered, eager to see the drama unfold.
Tessa rarely attended banquets like these, where only a few friends from her social circle and family acquaintances knew her. Most of Rivertown's high society had no idea who she was.
The purpose of Uriah hosting this banquet was to formally introduce her to Rivertown's upper-class social circle, after all.
As the crowd grew larger, Wendy's eyes sparkled with triumph. "Everyone, come and judge for yourselves. This young lady here stole my bracelet and refuses to admit it."
Yanis chimed in from the sidelines, eagerly escalating the situation. "Ha! Just now you were talking so much about not stealing or cheating. And now you've stooped to theft?
"It's just a bracelet. If you wanted it that badly, Wendy could have given it to you as charity. Why lower yourself to stealing? How shameless can you be for someone who calls herself a young lady?"
Still bitter about Tessa's earlier mocking of her dependence on her husband's money, Yanis seized the moment to hurl every insult she could muster.
"Look at you," she sneered. "You used to be so desperate to marry my son. Did you ever consider whether you were good enough? Thankfully, I have a sharp eye for people and didn't let you into our family.
"A pauper is a pauper, no matter how you dress yourself up—or if you sneak into an upper-class banquet. Your sticky fingers will always betray your roots!"
The crowd murmured amongst themselves.
"Who would have thought? She's so pretty but is a thief."
"Exactly. Never judge a book by its cover."
"It's such a disgrace. With a face like that, she could easily find a wealthy man. Why come to a banquet to steal?"
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