The number landed like a thunderclap.Gasps turned to stunned silence.George suddenly gripped her seat in shock.“Two hundred million…?” she whispered, her voice trembling.Her eyes widened, glimmering with desperate hope. “That alone… that alone could pull our family out of bankruptcy…”Someone from the crowd then exclaimed, "These gifts are worth millions of dollars, people would kill over them, and Darren was giving them to the Sinclair family just for free?""The Grayson family is so kind and generous."Darren straightened, letting the weight of the moment sink into the hall. His smile was the smile of a man who knew he owned the room.Georgia’s hands were clasped together as if she were trying to contain her excitement, but the gleam in her eyes betrayed her.“Darren…” She smiled, her tone almost trembling with gratitude. “These gifts… this generosity…” Her gaze swept over the golden crown, the jade phoenixes, the heirloom jewels, the Stormfang blade, and finally the two hundred

The first woman stepped forward with a crown — but not like Darren’s. This one blazed with fire. Pure gold, heavy and flawless, set with blood-red rubies and black diamonds that caught the light in a fake never ever could.Murmurs swelled.“That’s… that’s a Dragon Sovereign Crown from the Eastern Empire!”“They only made two in existence—one is in a royal vault!”The second woman followed, holding a phoenix statue of white jade so pure it seemed to glow from within. No paint, no flaws, no hollow trick. Its eyes were twin Imperial Rubies — each larger and clearer than any gem the crowd had ever seen.“Those rubies alone are worth more than the entire Grayson estate…” someone whispered, voice trembling.The third stepped forward with a chest of heirloom jewels. Necklaces of flawless emeralds, bracelets of blue diamonds, tiaras encrusted with sunstone so rare that nobles fought wars over a single gem.The crowd gasped in open awe.And then the fourth woman entered.In her hands was a rel

Those words cut deep.Georgia stepped forward, her eyes glinting with satisfaction. “I’m glad you’ve finally seen the truth, Isabelle,” she said with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. She turned to Lance, her voice laced with venom. “You’ve embarrassed her enough. I’m glad she’s free of you.”Elena’s lips curved into a mocking smirk, her tone as cold as steel. “I’m glad you see the truth, sis. This man is a worthless piece of trash. I only wish you’d realized it years ago… but at least it’s not too late.”Each word pressed harder against Lance’s composure, the weight of them almost unbearable.Then Georgia’s voice cut in again, harsher, sharper.“Now that you’ve heard it from Isabelle herself, why don’t you sign the divorce and get the hell out?”The room held its breath.Lance finally looked at Isabelle. The noise around them faded into silence.His jaw tightened, but his voice softened, almost breaking.“I don't know why you are suddenly acting like this, Isabelle, but I will give

Darren’s brow furrowed as he looked at the screen.One line of text.Selene’s name above it.Darren's faceA fell immediately.Georgia’s eyes darted between them. “What is it? Darren, what’s going on?”Then she grabbed the phone from Darren and read the message out loud.By direct order of the Prescott army: This gathering is hereby concluded. All guests are to vacate the hall immediately. Whoever fails to comply will be faced with the full wrath of the Prescott army.”The Sinclair family shifted in shock. Elena was the first to break the silence. “You told us the gifts were from you. Why would Selene send a message now?”Panic wished over Darren, but suddenly his face darkened.“She must have been angered by that idiot’s presence.”Georgia’s brow furrowed. “Angered enough to scare the guests away?”Darren’s tone hardened, his frustration boiling over.“Yes, maybe Lance even sent the message himself, pretending to be her, just to ruin my wedding.”“I’ll make sure that bastard rots in h