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Marrying the Ugly Heir for Truth and Wealth novel Chapter 411

In an instant, silence descended over the entire place. It was so quiet one could hear a pin drop

“Didn’t you say you wanted me to apologize Christina retorted

Rainelda widened her eyes, staring at her incredulously, and said hotly. “So you slapped me?”

Christina narrowed her eyes slyly. “Mm-hmm”

Her arrogant attitude struck a nerve in Rainelda “Christina Steele, I’m going to kill you!”

She lunged toward Christina as though she had lost her mind.

Christina’s eyes widened slightly, and her breath hitched. She dodged aside nimbly. Swiping at empty air. Rainelda tumbled heavily onto the grass.

When those behind her saw her fall, they rushed forward in concern. “Are you okay!”

“It hurts…” The fall had ruined her makeup, and there was a searing pain in her knees. “Whoever helps to avenge me will receive a classic Hermes bag tomorrow as a reward!”

That bag was notoriously difficult to obtain even if one had money and was very valuable.

The eyes of some in the crowd went as wide as saucers when they heard that.

Almost all at once, they turned to Christina with vicious gazes as though they had spotted a fat, juicy prey.

Sensing something off about the atmosphere, Rayne stepped protectively in front of Christina immediately. “You should think carefully about just who is standing before you. Are you sure she’s someone you can afford to offend?”

The other’s gazes mellowed a little in the blink of an eye. Even though she’s not favored, she’s still Nathaniel Hadley’s wife and isn’t someone we should offend.

The situation became tense again, and an awkward atmosphere hung in the air.

“What a bunch of good-for-nothings!” Rainelda climbed to her feet. I’m going to salvage my reputation. whatever it takes!

Her gaze was ferocious. There was no trace of the elegant air befitting a fashionable socialite she had displayed earlier.

Christina furrowed her brows in concentration, watching closely as Rainelda charged toward her. Just as the latter was about to deliver a blow to her face, Christina lifted a leg and kicked her straight in the chest.

Rainelda let out an agonized cry, and the crowd gasped.

Rainelda’s body curled forward, and she fell to her knees in front of Christina

“You hit me. I’m going to report this to the police.” Rainelda broke into a cold sweat from the excruciating pain. Upon raising her head, she saw Christina’s frosty expression.

“Go ahead. I’ll be waiting.” Christina responded. With her lips curled into a slight smirk, she looked like a cold and proud angel.

Her aura was so strong and intimidating that the others around them became even more afraid of intervening. Even those who had defended Rainelda carlier did not have the courage to go and help her to

her feet.

Just then, the banquet’s organizer came over to check on the situation after hearing the commotion.

The organizer was someone Rainelda was on good terms with, so when Rainelda saw her coming over, she rushed forward immediately and started playing the victim. “Mrs. Williams, this woman had the audacity to hurt me at your event. You must stand up for me!”

Jocelyn and Rainelda were usually very friendly with each other, and the latter never failed to flatter the wealthy woman. Based on their relationship. Rainelda was confident Jocelyn would take her side.

When Rayne saw the woman, the color drained from her face. Isn’t this the same Mrs. Williams we offended this morning? Even the gods are against us this time!

“What should we do, Christina? Mrs. Williams will surely use this opportunity to make things difficult for us,” she said worriedly.

Christina’s expression remained as calm as still water, and her cold eyes showed no sign of fear. “We didn’t do anything, so what’s there to be afraid of?” She looked toward the two women with a wintry gaze and spoke in a composed and confident tone..

Gritting her teeth. Rainelda uttered, “Just listen to how arrogant she is, Mrs. Williams. You should teach,

her a lesson.”

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