Noelle Lockwood’s expression froze.
’Nathaniel saw... How much did he see?!’
Noelle Lockwood felt a cold sweat break out on her back. Nathaniel Sloan’s gaze was like a knife, piercing right through people, and she trembled involuntarily.
She put on a surprised expression and forced the words out through clenched teeth, "Nathaniel... I didn’t understand the whole story just now. I didn’t realize it was actually Vivian’s fault. I was just trying to smooth things over..."
"Miss Lockwood’s idea of ’smoothing things over’ is to push the blame onto me, make me compensate and apologize, while you and Vivian Lowell remain completely innocent?"
Estelle Lockwood interrupted sarcastically and turned to the store manager. "A piece by the designer ’Ken’ worth a hundred million was on display in your store. Now that it’s damaged, shouldn’t there be compensation?"
As if waking from a dream, the store manager’s face went pale. He whirled to face Vivian Lowell. "Yes, compensation! This piece was the culmination of two years of work by designer ’Ken,’ with an auction price of one hundred and five million!"
Estelle Lockwood nodded. "Vivian Lowell, pay up."
When Vivian Lowell heard the amount, she was completely dumbfounded.
Her Lowell Family only managed to get a few small favors by relying on the Lockwood Family; they only owned one modest-sized company.
Coming up with ten million at once was already an astronomical sum for Vivian Lowell, so where was she supposed to get a hundred million? Her legs would be broken!
Vivian Lowell instinctively looked toward Noelle Lockwood. "Noelle, you have to help me..."
In her heart, Noelle Lockwood cursed Estelle Lockwood hundreds of times, but her face remained the picture of delicate weakness, her eyes brimming with tears. "Nathaniel... That’s too much money. How could Vivian possibly afford to pay it all at once? Could you help Vivian? Ask Yara for mercy..."
"Miss Lockwood might have misunderstood something. This is designer ’Ken’s’ work. What’s the use of asking me for mercy?"
Estelle Lockwood sneered, "Don’t tell me you expect me to front the one hundred and five million for you?"
Noelle Lockwood’s face paled slightly. She wept beautifully, as if to show just how unreasonable and unforgiving Estelle Lockwood was being.
"Yara, I was trying to discuss a solution with you properly. Please don’t be so prickly, like a hedgehog. This is a huge amount of money; even if I tried to gather it now, I couldn’t get it together in time. I’m not asking for your sympathy, but Yara, could you please not kick me when I’m down...?"
Estelle Lockwood’s expression darkened.
Before she could speak, Nathaniel Sloan suddenly turned his head, his gaze as sharp as a blade, cold and merciless.
"What are your intentions in begging her?"
Noelle Lockwood froze, tears welling in her eyes, threatening to fall.
Nathaniel Sloan’s voice was icy. "The wedding dress is designer ’Ken’s’ work. Vivian Lowell damaged it. What does that have to do with Yara Lockwood? You cry and beg for her forgiveness, and then what? So what if she forgives you? Will that let you off the hook for the hundred-million-dollar compensation?"
Noelle Lockwood felt things spiraling out of her control. Her voice trembled.
"Nathaniel, that’s not what I meant..."
"Then what did you mean?" Nathaniel Sloan’s expression was still calm. "First you beg her, wait for her to refuse, and then you cry and say she’s vicious and cruel for not accepting your apology and refusing to forgive you?"
"But from start to finish, what does this have to do with Yara Lockwood?"
Nathaniel Sloan’s tone was so cold that even the guests nearby noticed something was wrong.
’This...’
’Wasn’t Noelle Lockwood supposed to be Nathaniel Sloan’s fiancée?’
’Even if Noelle Lockwood and Vivian Lowell were in the wrong today, surely Mr. Sloan wouldn’t get this angry, right?’
’But Mr. Sloan had a point.’
’Vivian Lowell was the one who suddenly rushed over to insult Yara Lockwood, and Vivian Lowell was the one who tried to hit her and ended up ruining the wedding dress.’



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