Trick Him Into Divorce, Then Flee With His Unknow Kid novel Chapter 191

Chapter 191: Chapter 191 A Slap in the Face

In formal settings, seating arrangements can carry great significance. They symbolize a person’s status and standing.

Oliver felt that Rose simply had no right to sit in such a prominent position.

After all, they knew Rose well. How could someone who was practically unknown deserve a seat like that?

How could Rose fail to sense Oliver’s undisguised skepticism and condescension?

In their eyes, she wasn’t worthy of that seat.

"As for Sam," Oliver said, glancing at Rose before turning to Caleb, "she was once a student at NYU School of Medicine and is now considered an honorary alumna. Besides, she’s here today as Ryan’s date, so naturally they should be seated together. I believe Rose’s place card must have been put in the wrong spot."

Other than a mistake, he couldn’t think of any other explanation.

Oliver’s words eased the slight awkwardness on Samantha’s face.

Earlier, Caleb had insisted on making an issue out of the seating arrangement, but now even Samantha felt that perhaps it really was just a mix-up.

James, however, remained silent.

He wasn’t interested in the seating dispute. He was only curious about one thing.

If Rose cared so much about where she sat, then she must care about Ryan.

But if that were true, how much genuine affection could she possibly have for Trevor?

"Mr. Byrne, the event is about to begin. Let’s not dwell on this," Samantha said with a smile. "Since Ryan doesn’t mind me sitting here, why should you?"

At this point, she was almost certain there had been a mistake in the seating assignment.

After all, she had arrived as Ryan’s companion. It would only make sense for the university to seat them together.

Or perhaps...

Rose had somehow pulled strings behind the scenes before she arrived.

Rose no longer felt angry.

When she spoke, people covered their ears.

When she acted, they shut their eyes.

All that remained was their overwhelming prejudice against her.

Meanwhile, Samantha had been a public figure for years.

Several students who had gathered around Samantha cast curious glances at Rose.

One of them even muttered quietly, "Who is she? Why is she fighting with Ms. Hill over a seat?"

"I’ve never heard of her. But that fall earlier looked pretty deliberate. I heard Mr. Knight is Ms. Hill’s boyfriend..."

"Oh, now I get it."

The voices were low.

Lost amid the noise of the crowd.

Yet Rose heard every word clearly.

Because every barb was aimed directly at her.

Caleb was so exasperated by their self-righteous attitudes that he almost laughed.

How narrow-minded they all were.

Like frogs at the bottom of a well, yet completely convinced Rose wasn’t worthy of sitting among them.

Curling his lips, he said, "What a shame. There are still so many things you don’t know..."

Before he could finish, a staff member from NYU hurried over.

Samantha smiled politely. "Hello. I think there may have been a mistake with the seating arrangement, right?"

She wanted confirmation that Rose’s seat had been assigned incorrectly.

The staff member had already noticed Rose’s name card sitting in the back row.

He quickly picked it up, returned it to the seat beside Ryan, and moved Samantha’s name card to the back.

Completely unaware of the sudden chill that crossed Samantha’s face, he turned toward Rose and apologized profusely.

"Mrs. Knight, I’m terribly sorry. Someone must have accidentally mixed up the name cards. Your assigned seat is in the front row, next to Professor Leo. The university specifically instructed us to make sure your seat wasn’t misplaced."

The staff member’s respectful attitude caught everyone off guard.

Instantly, expressions changed all around them.

Ryan, who had remained seated throughout the dispute, slowly raised his eyes.

With one leg crossed over the other, he fixed his deep, unreadable gaze on Rose.

After a brief pause, he said calmly, "Then please take your seat."

Samantha clenched her fingers.

The look she gave Rose was almost sarcastic.

Mrs. Knight?

Rose really was calculating.

Always acting superior.

And now she had actually revealed her identity to the university administration, using her status as Mrs. Knight to draw attention to herself and steal the spotlight.

Oliver frowned as well.

He hadn’t expected things to unfold this way.

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