Many people at the event were eager for a chance to speak with Miss Kelly. However, it was obvious she had no interest in entertaining most of them. She walked with calm confidence, barely sparing anyone a glance.Mr and Mrs Maxwell quickly approached her, smiling warmly.“We’re so glad you could make it,” Mrs Maxwell said, clearly pleased. “I honestly didn’t expect you to show up.”Miss Kelly returned the smile with a small nod. “I’m just here to show my appreciation and offer support,” she replied. “There’s no need to make a big deal out of it.”They continued chatting, standing together as they discussed various things. The event was already in full swing, with elite guests forming small groups, talking business, connections, and opportunities.Mr and Mrs Maxwell felt incredibly proud.Everything was going smoothly—better than they had hoped.As they spoke with Miss Kelly, Mr Maxwell suddenly received a call. He excused himself politely and stepped away to answer it.Not long after

The security man instantly turned and froze when he saw Miss Kelly. Recognition flashed across his face, and his expression immediately changed.“Ah, Ma’am… what are you doing out here?” he asked, forcing a smile.Miss Kelly shot him a cold, piercing glare. “I asked you a question. What exactly do you think you’re doing?”He chuckled nervously, waving a hand dismissively. “Oh, it’s nothing serious at all. Just handling a trivial matter. I’m throwing away this nuisance.”“And what nonsense are you talking about?” she asked sharply as she stepped closer.“Huh?” The man blinked, confused by her tone. “I mean… I’m just sending him out so he doesn’t cause any trouble—”Before he could finish, a loud sound echoed.Slap!Miss Kelly’s hand had already landed hard across his face.The man staggered slightly, completely stunned. His eyes widened in disbelief as he held his cheek, unable to process what had just happened.Miss Kelly stared at him with clear anger. “Even if he wasn’t a guest, doe

Mrs. Thorn was both baffled and furious at the words of this unexpected stranger.“And what the hell are you talking about?!” she snapped, turning sharply to see who had dared to speak to her like that.The moment her eyes landed on Dylan, her voice died in her throat.For a brief second, she went completely speechless.She recognized him instantly.It was Dylan.But that only made things more confusing.Her brows furrowed deeply as disbelief filled her face. Wasn’t he supposed to be in jail? The thought echoed in her mind, refusing to make sense of what she was seeing.“You…” she muttered, still staring at him. “What the hell are you doing here…?”Dylan simply smiled, calm and composed as ever.“Hello,” he said lightly. “It’s been a while. I guess we meet again… interesting.”Mrs. Thorn’s lips parted slightly, but no words came out at first. She was still trying to process everything.“How is this even possible…?” she whispered under her breath.But Dylan didn’t dwell on that.He wen

The atmosphere turned cold and heavy, as if the entire hall was holding its breath.All eyes shifted to Mr. Maxwell, waiting for him to speak.He stepped forward slowly, his gaze fixed on Dylan with open disdain.“What is a useless cleaner like you doing here?” he said sharply. “Have you already forgotten your past? A thief who was sent to jail—yet you have the audacity to show up at my grand event?”His voice grew colder with every word.“Or are you here to ruin my reputation?”Dylan looked up at him, his expression calm—but his eyes told a different story.They were cold. Sharp. Burning with something far deeper.Memories flooded his mind—everything Mr. Maxwell had done to him, the betrayal, the humiliation, the injustice. His blood boiled beneath the surface.At that moment, Dylan felt nothing but hatred for everyone standing before him.And a quiet determination.He would ruin them.Slowly, completely.“Ruin your reputation?” Dylan said, his voice low but steady. “I think you’ve m

A wave of gasps rippled through the audience.People turned to one another in shock, their expressions filled with disbelief. The sudden twist had completely thrown them off balance.They didn’t understand what was happening anymore.But no one looked away.They all stayed, watching closely—waiting to see if this could possibly be true.“What exactly are you saying?” Mr. Maxwell demanded, his voice tight. “How is that even possible?”“Exactly, Kelly,” Mrs. Maxwell added quickly, forcing a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “You don’t need to make such jokes. I understand you might feel pity for this man, but there’s no need to go this far.”Her tone hardened slightly.“In fact, you shouldn’t pity him at all. He’s nothing but a cunning liar.”Miss Kelly’s gaze snapped toward her, sharp and unyielding.“And why would I joke about something like this?” she asked coldly. “I’m simply stating facts.”The room fell silent again.She exhaled softly, clearly displeased, before continuing.