"We are here," the chauffeur announced to Tara, peering at her face through the rearview mirror. "Shall we?" Tara turned to Hailey, who seemed engrossed in her thoughts. "Yeah, sure," Hailey nodded, shaking her head. Since Hailey had agreed to tag along with Tara, she took her personal car while the rest of her family rode in their own vehicle. The car came to a stop in front of Raymond's Mansion. The exterior of the car appeared basic and simple, but the interior was well-built and designed, perfectly complementing Tara's outfit. Tara slowly stepped out of the car while the chauffeur opened the right door for Hailey to alight. Hailey gracefully exited the vehicle, and for a moment, the world seemed to pause. Her hair, previously tied in a bun by Mika, came loose and cascaded down, reaching her waist and enhancing her beauty. Her flawless face, accompanied by her black hair, made her resemble a goddess that had descended to earth. Tara suddenly felt that Hailey was not the same
trangely, Hailey wasn't angry when they said she got married to Nolan because of his wealth, but calling her husband, Nolan, a crippled man oddly pissed her off. She couldn't stand them talking about her husband's disability in such a manner. She tightened her grip around her cocktail glass, her expression blank and cold. "Are you okay?" Tara walked back to Hailey. She must have noticed the coldness on her face. "I'm fine," she muttered through sealed lips, but Tara wasn't convinced. She had never seen that cold look on Hailey's face before, but she realized that Hailey wasn't willing to divulge any information, so she shrugged it off. "Do you want to meet my family? They are waiting for you," Tara gestured to one side of the room. A small gathering of four people was chatting on the side. Hailey easily recognized them as Tara's family: her father, mother, and two brothers. Hailey nodded quietly and got off the stool. She took one last glance a
Cassidy was at the back door with her friend, deep in deliberation over something important. Cassidy appeared uneasy, her brows jumping alertly as if on edge. "Do you think she'll take the bait?" Heather glared at Cassidy. Anxiousness painted Cassidy's face as she nervously bit her carmine red fingernails, but it was all a pretense. "Heather, she's my sister. I don't think we should do this to her," Cassidy muttered, trying to act innocent. She pretended to be uncomfortable and softly asked them to stop, but deep down, she wanted it so badly. She wanted Hailey out of the picture. To anyone observing, it would seem like Cassidy genuinely cared for Hailey and didn't want any harm to come her way. But in reality, it was quite the opposite. "Step-sister," Heather sneered, correcting Cassidy's choice of words. Cassidy quietly nodded in acknowledgement of the correction. "She's just your half-sister, Cassidy. You don't need to panic. Besides, she doesn't even like you," another friend
Are you okay?" Tara questioned Hailey with curiosity as they walked back into the banquet hall. Hailey hadn't spent more than a few minutes outside, but in Tara's eyes, it seemed like she had been gone for a whole day. "I'm fine," Hailey responded quietly and took her seat again. Tara glanced back at Hailey, her gaze indicating that she didn't believe her. Tara hesitated for a moment but decided not to press the issue. She didn't want to pressure Hailey or make her uncomfortable. Hailey appeared visibly disturbed, unable to concentrate on Thomas' words. When she finally realized Thomas was speaking to her, she snapped out of the trance she had fallen into. Thomas raised an eyebrow curiously. "Are you sure you're okay, Miss?" Hailey took a deep breath and turned to Tara instead. "Can I speak with you for a moment?" Tara, who was already curious, quickly stood up. The rest of the family watched as they walked outside together. Hailey was just slightly taller than Tara, and anyone wh
Hailey scoffed in annoyance. "I'm tired of your behavior, Cassidy. Why don't you, for once, be truthful?" Cassidy burst into tears, surprising everyone. "Why do you hate me so much, sister? I have done nothing to wrong you," she sobbed, attempting to elicit sympathy. Everyone was moved except for Hailey. She knew it was all pretense, and even Tara started to doubt what she had heard. Could Hailey be the one in the wrong? Hailey scoffed in anger. "Do you think I misheard as well?" Hailey sneered as she stood up and walked towards Heather instead. There was a hint of panic on Heather's face as she desperately tried to hide something. She was about to speak when Luke and Keith suddenly appeared out of nowhere. They had been standing in a corner, listening to the conversation between the ladies. "Don't you think that's enough, Miss?" Luke interjected, showing support for Cassidy. "Luke!" Cassidy cried, falling into the arms of her boyfriend. "I did nothing wrong to my sister, but
All eyes in the banquet hall were fixed on the man who had just entered in a wheelchair. Even those who barely knew who he was could sense his power; it was evident that he was no ordinary person. His striking appearance caught everyone's attention, and the ladies in the room couldn't help but gasp. "Mr. Nolan Rothschild," the head of the Raymond family rushed forward out of nowhere to welcome Nolan, shocking everyone. Nolan? Who hadn't heard of Nolan? But who would have imagined they would meet him here, especially after the Rothschilds had rejected the Raymond's invitation? They had heard he was in a wheelchair, but no one could have fathomed that he would still look more impressive than anyone else in the room. Ignoring his frail body, the old man ran up to Nolan to pay his respects. George, the eldest member of the Raymond household, had been secluded in his study room since the beginning of the ceremony. However, upon hearing that the Rothschilds had arrived, he rushed out of
"How dare you try to touch me!" The noble ladies continued to struggle with the family guards. "Ma'am, I suggest you cooperate with us," one of the guards said patiently to the woman, but she misinterpreted his intentions. "Are you suggesting that I am the one who stole the artifact?" The woman retorted angrily. "Do you know the family I come from?" She raised her voice even louder. The family's artifacts had been stolen, and chaos ensued. The entire ceremony had been turned upside down, leaving the newlywed couple disappointed. The room was now undergoing a thorough search, with no one allowed to leave or enter. Hailey and Nolan, however, sat quietly, observing the chaotic scene. Only they remained untouched; who would dare accuse the Rothschilds or lay a hand on them? The Raymond household had been renowned for their special artifacts for generations, passed down successfully. The thought of them being lost during George's tenure as the family head sent a wave of fear gripping
"Then why don't you search me instead of searching my wife?" Nolan's voice was harsh, filling the entire room. George and the guards immediately stepped back. They didn't want to go against the Rothschilds. "I'm sorry, Master Nolan, but we might still have to proceed with the search," a woman walked out, dressed in a pure white gown that made her appear angelic. She was the true keeper of the artifacts, having stayed at the Raymond household all her life, looking after the family's precious artifacts that had suddenly vanished into thin air. Although she deeply respected the Rothschilds, the artifacts were of utmost importance to them. She was prepared to go against protocol to find the person bold enough to steal the artifacts. "Don't you think it's high time you defend yourself, young miss?" She turned to face Hailey. "Are you suggesting that my wife stole your worthless family artifact?" Nolan spoke without blinking. "I'm sorry, Master Nolan, but I think we need an explanatio