The Triplets My Ex Never Knew About novel Chapter 230

Chapter 230: Chapter 230: What is Estelle Lockwood’s Identity?

CRASH. A vase shattered on the floor.

Old Mrs. Sloan’s expression darkened. "So you’ve decided to make an unreasonable scene, have you? Miss Foster, it seems compensation and an apology aren’t enough to teach you a lesson. Smashing my vase, destroying someone else’s property... You really ought to spend a couple of days in jail!"

"You..." Sophie Foster choked with anger.

"Sophie," Thea York said, playing the peacemaker. "Don’t be angry. Since the bracelet has been found, let’s just drop it... After all, given Estelle’s status, you can’t afford to offend her. Don’t blow this out of proportion."

Tears of frustration streamed down Sophie Foster’s face. "So what! Am I supposed to just let her bully me for no reason?!"

Thea York sighed. "Sometimes, when someone’s status outranks yours, there’s nothing you can do. Even I can’t help you today... If you keep making a scene, I’m afraid it won’t end well for you."

"What, is Estelle Lockwood a robber?!!!"

Sophie Foster suddenly shrieked, her shrill voice piercing everyone’s eardrums.

"She steals things and then comes after me! Is there any justice left in this world?!"

Murmurs began to spread through the crowd.

Sophie Foster was the victim, yet not only was she unable to get justice, she was also being threatened. It truly seemed unreasonable.

Thea York, playing the peacemaker for both sides, now put on a magnanimous air and turned to Estelle Lockwood. "Estelle, about this..."

"Does Miss Foster not even recognize her own lost bracelet?"

Estelle Lockwood spoke calmly, "Perhaps Miss Foster should take a closer look. That’s my bracelet, not yours."

...

...

Everyone was stunned.

Sophie Foster, however, shrieked without even glancing at it. "That is mine, you shameless woman! What do you mean, you have an identical one? Do you have any idea how much this bracelet costs or how hard it is to buy? Who do you think you are? Are you even worthy of owning the same bracelet as me?!"

Thea York had just been praising this brand, so everyone understood it was a limited-edition bracelet. What Sophie Foster said wasn’t entirely wrong. Given Estelle Lockwood’s status, it was likely that...

Wait, what was Estelle Lockwood’s status?!

A smile touched Estelle Lockwood’s lips. "Is Miss Foster implying that as the daughter-in-law of the Sloan family and the wife of Nathaniel Sloan, I still can’t compare to you?"

"You can buy a limited-edition bracelet, but I can’t; you have money, but I don’t."

"Are you looking down on Old Mrs. Sloan, or are you looking down on Nathaniel Sloan?"

The color drained from Sophie Foster’s face. She had spoken too hastily. Who knew Estelle Lockwood would be so shameless? ’Besides,’ she thought, ’Thea said that Estelle and Mr. Sloan are just an estranged couple. Thea will be the real Mrs. Sloan soon enough!’

Estelle Lockwood scoffed softly. "Actually, if Miss York had continued her search, she would have discovered that I have more than just this one bracelet in my bag."

As she spoke, Estelle Lockwood looked down and pulled several more boxes from her own bag.

She opened them one by one, revealing that they were all the same limited-edition bracelet!

They were identical, complete with authenticity marks. Combined with the luster of the gems and platinum—many of the wealthy ladies and socialites present could tell at a glance that the bracelets in Estelle Lockwood’s bag were genuine articles, not fakes.

So... that meant Estelle Lockwood owned several identical bracelets!

Estelle Lockwood said leisurely, "The authentication codes on the one Miss York took and the three I have here are consecutive."

"So, Miss York, are you sure the bracelet Miss Foster lost is here with me?"

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