The One He Dismissed Became The One He Died For novel Chapter 179

Yvonne stared as the color completely drained from Claire's face, continuing with vicious satisfaction.

"Ms. Jenner, it hasn't been long since you broke up with Jefferson. To hook a billionaire catch like Miles so quickly... you really are a master manipulator."

Pretending to be outraged, Victor slammed his teacup onto the table, sending hot liquid splashing everywhere.

He turned his interrogation onto Jefferson. "Did you and Claire really date before this?"

Without batting an eye, Jefferson nodded with terrifying composure.

His voice rang out, piercingly loud and utterly shameless as he admitted it to the room. "Yes. Claire and I were together since college. We broke up over a simple misunderstanding."

He paused, his gaze slicing past the crowd to land directly on Miles.

"Claire just loves throwing tantrums. When she gets mad, she'll do incredibly stupid things to prove a point. I hope you won't hold it against her, Mr. Zimmerman."

Yvonne grabbed a glass of red wine and hurled the liquid straight at Claire.

"Jefferson! Even now, you're still defending this two-timing slut!"

Jefferson raised his voice. "Don't push it, Yvonne. Our engagement was nothing more than a business transaction, and it's already been canceled."

The front of Claire's blouse was drenched in dark red wine, the fabric clinging wetly to her skin in an absolute, humiliating mess.

Whispers and gasps erupted across the banquet hall.

"Two-timing both of them... how utterly shameless!"

"She must still be madly in love with Jefferson. Seeing him engaged to Yvonne pissed her off, so she hooked up with Miles just to spite them."

"Yvonne's fiancé and Miles's girlfriend used to date... this is a total humiliation for the Zimmermans."

"Honestly, you have to feel bad for Miles. Getting played like that."

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Claire stood frozen, her fingertips turning icy.

She knew she couldn't hide her past forever, but she never imagined it would be ripped open in a setting like this, turning Miles into a public laughingstock.

With her blouse soaked through, her chest was humiliatingly exposed to the glaring eyes of the elite crowd. She felt utterly suffocated.

"Are you all finished?"

Miles's voice, utterly devoid of any warmth, sliced through the air. The banquet hall fell dead silent in an instant.

The dark red liquor poured out in a heavy stream, sliding down her hair and completely soaking her until she looked like a drowned rat.

Yvonne let out a piercing scream.

The entire hall was completely dead silent. No one even dared to breathe.

Victor violently shot to his feet. "Miles, you've lost your mind!"

Miles stared down at the absolutely pathetic, dripping mess that was Yvonne.

"Why exactly did Claire show up here today, and exactly when did you find out she was Jefferson's ex-girlfriend?"

His voice was dangerously quiet, emphasizing every single syllable.

"Do I need to run a background check to find out? My dear Yvonne."

He bit down hard on the last few words. Under his terrifying glare, Yvonne was violently shaking, completely too terrified to speak.

Victor roared in fury. "Miles, you brought this tramp into our circle and completely humiliated the Zimmerman family! And now you dare interrogate your own niece?!"

Miles let go. The empty wine bottle hit the floor with a loud, ringing shatter right at his feet.