Reclaiming the CEO's Heart novel Chapter 91

Chapter 91 The Banquet

At this moment, the banquet had not yet officially begun. Everyone was scattered around, sizing up the exhibits. When Sarah called out, they all craned their necks to look in their direction.

Layla caught sight of the furrowed brow on Jacob's face and explained while holding his arm, "Sarah and Avery were classmates. They had some conflicts before. It's inappropriate for you to get involved in the girls' personal matters."

Jacob pulled his arm from her grasp and calmly adjusted his perfect tie.

Seeing that it was futile, Layla didn't approach him any further. She continued reminding him, "Moreover, you are already divorced. If you help her, what will others think of your relationship with her? We are about to be engaged, and the hospital preparations are underway. If negative rumors circulate about you at this time, it will greatly impact the Hill Group's stock price. For both reasons, you should distance yourself from her."

"Who said I'm going to help her?" Jacob left without turning his head.

Sarah became even more aggressive, provocatively pointing at Avery's face. "Everyone, take a good look. This is the thief who managed to sneak in without an invitation. Be mindful of your valuable belongings."

"Where is the person in charge? What kind of operation is this? Even such a thief was let in."

Rudolf Olsen's son, Zavier Olsen, hurriedly appeared. Zavier hadn't seen Avery before and casually glanced at her attire before drawing a conclusion, "Miss, please leave."

Avery found it amusing but wasn't angry. "Why should I leave?"

Zavier explained, "Miss, every seat here is determined by the amount of donation. You don't have a place here."

"Yeah, why waste time with such an audacious woman? Who knows if she's detoxed or not? Look at her dressing; even standing next to her would diminish our status."

Everyone's words flew towards Avery like sharp blades from all directions. Although they didn't physically harm her, in unseen places, they hurt her inside deeply. Words were the sharpest weapon.

Avery stood still, showing no emotion, and calmly said, "I donated."

"You donated? Ha, what did you donate? Five dollars or three dollars? Tell everyone."

Avery didn't want to make a fuss, but being forced into this situation, she had no choice but to speak lightly, "One hundred million."

Jacob's gaze fell coldly upon her, his handsome brows furrowed.

He knew Avery's indifferent attitude towards fame and fortune; she didn't care about wealth and luxury. And she would never lie.

He gave her two hundred million, and she donated a half. What was she thinking?

"One hundred million? Are you kidding?"