Chapter 532 The Wedding Banquet with Malicious Intentions
Amarantha chuckled, tugging at Brooklyn's shawl with her hand adorned with three rings. "You didn't wear any decent jewelry when you went out? If you had told me earlier, I could have lent you some."
Brooklyn's long neck was naturally beautiful, and she didn't have the habit of wearing jewelry, which she had indeed overlooked earlier.
At this moment, many people were drawn by the chatter and were now focused on Brooklyn.
Brooklyn was getting annoyed by the gossip when Quinn strode over.
"Brooklyn, it's one thing not to care for these jewels, but how could you just toss them aside?"
Quinn held a sparkling blue diamond necklace with a platinum chain and a large blue diamond pendant.
Even Brooklyn was taken aback. How many tricks did Quinn have up his sleeve?
"What a beautiful diamond! It's priceless!"
"No wonder Mrs. Brooklyn Kingsley of the Kingsley family can casually toss such expensive jewelry aside."
This was a limited edition piece from a top brand!
The diamond hung around her neck, perfectly complementing her delicate skin, making her look dreamlike!
Compliments poured in, and Brooklyn responded with a smile, dealing with a group of women whose eyes were sharper than a fox's.
"Quinn, is this also Sebastian's doing?"
Quinn shrugged. "Yeah, Sebastian said to keep a low profile, but I think he wanted you to be the center of attention tonight!"
Brooklyn touched the pendant and pulled her shawl up over her shoulders. "Sebastian isn't here, so I have to represent both of us tonight. He did the right thing."
Quinn raised an eyebrow playfully. "Do you know what else he has planned? Hehe!"
Amarantha was fuming, and several other women who wanted to shine tonight were also seething as Brooklyn stole the spotlight.
"She's just riding on Sebastian's reputation."
"Shh, don't say that. Remember what happened to those who spoke ill of her before? If you don't want trouble, just wait for the wedding to start."
Brooklyn pretended not to hear the occasional gossip, greeting people as she should.
Every move she made exuded the elegance and grace of a high-society lady, overshadowing the many scantily clad women around her.
Amarantha growled through gritted teeth, "Darling, Brooklyn is so despicable! Look at her shamelessness! Who does she think she is?"
Donny's gaze lingered on Brooklyn, his lips curling. "Don't worry, darling. She's made many enemies; someone will cause her trouble."
Amarantha clenched her teeth. "I just can't stand her behavior!"
Quinn introduced Brooklyn to the heads of various major groups in Aucester, and Brooklyn greeted each person according to their status, profession, and field, making them beam with joy with just a few words.
Quinn could only give a thumbs-up in admiration.
After a while, Susie, wearing a deep pink gown and holding a diamond-studded clutch, walked in with Marc, attracting many eyes.
Brooklyn squinted in surprise. "Megan invited them?"
Quinn smacked his lips. "No wonder Sebastian made arrangements beforehand. He's always ahead of the game!"
Though Susie and Marc weren't part of the Aucester circle, their business in Aqua Vista City was well-known, and Susie, being Brooklyn's sister from the Mitchell family, naturally became a focal point.
Brooklyn and Susie exchanged meaningful glances across the room, their eyes conveying messages that others couldn't decipher.
Last time she cried her heart out on the phone; it was hard to tell what was real.
Guests were amazed, puzzled, gossiping, disdainful, or sycophantic.
The pre-wedding banquet hall was a place to network and build business relationships.
Brooklyn was a significant presence in this setting.
She was surrounded by many men and women trying to curry favor, directly, indirectly, or subtly.
But Brooklyn had one response: "Tonight is Ms. Turner's wedding; let's discuss other matters later."
Such a casual refusal still gave those people face.
Brooklyn was easier to approach than Sebastian!
Susie walked gracefully. "Brooklyn, long time no see."
Brooklyn smiled lightly. "Yes, it's been a while. You seem to be doing well."
Susie whispered, "Brooklyn, I came to Aucester for Megan's wedding. You have to help me. Find a way to keep me here. I can't go back; Marc will continue to abuse me."
Brooklyn glanced at Marc talking to some high-level executives and said slowly, "Really? You look stunning today, not like someone being abused."
Susie lifted her gown, revealing her ankle with rope marks, shocking to see.
"Brooklyn, I can't take it anymore. Please save me. I'll do anything you say if you help me escape."
Brooklyn shook off her hand. "Susie, these tricks don't work on me. Use your energy to please your husband."
Susie bit her lip, tears welling up. "Brooklyn, how can you be so heartless? I'm your sister."
"Yes, my sister, who wishes me dead!"
Their conversation was interrupted by a bright laugh.
"Wow, what a lively wedding for the Turner family socialite!"
Everyone turned to the entrance, seeing a woman in a blue dress, smiling brightly and energetically.
Brooklyn's red lips moved. "Ophelia? She was invited, too?"
Megan and Simon's social circle was indeed vast!
Ophelia, who spent most of her time abroad, had family business overseas and rarely appeared, but Simon's father had business dealings with her father, so she received an invitation while in Libertya.
Seeing an unfamiliar face, people whispered and scrutinized.
Ophelia casually carried her bag, her face showing disdain. A wedding was just a wedding, all the same.
She didn't know Megan's role but thought it would be fun to join the crowd.
"Dr. Mitchell, I knew you'd be here."
Ophelia walked straight to Brooklyn, greeting her familiarly.
Brooklyn nodded. "Officer Montague, your outfit today is surprising and stunning."
Ophelia didn't hold back her praise. "Not as much as you. This shawl alone could buy my entire outfit. Rich lady, so wealthy."
They exchanged compliments, and the banquet hall was already filled with over a hundred people, including half of Aucester's notable figures.
With half an hour until the newlyweds' entrance, the hall was filled with elegant violin music, toasts, and cheerful conversations, creating a harmonious atmosphere.
Ophelia sipped her wine, observing the surroundings, and her hidden earpiece maintained communication.
"Darling, surprise! I'm here too!"
Indeed, a surprise!
"Kelly, you came too? Megan invited you? She must be crazy!"
Kelly stuffed the invitation card into her bag. "No way, Megan and I have old grudges, no friendship. I came for you. With Sebastian not here, I couldn't let you attend alone. So I got my dad to get me an invitation. Damn, the greeters at the door are nuts!"
Quinn looked down at the petite Kelly. "I'm here; she doesn't need your protection. Just don't cause trouble."
Kelly immediately took a defensive stance. "I'm guarding against you! You can't trust a house thief. With Sebastian away, don't think you can take advantage of my goddess."
"Hey! Don't talk nonsense."
Ophelia moved near Marc, pretending to chat with someone. She needed to plant a bug on Marc, but he was clearly on guard, making it difficult to approach.
Damn, she tried several times but was pushed away.
Amarantha was showing off her dress and jewelry among a group of socialites, and as a member of the Kingsley family, everyone was eager to compliment her.
Aucester's social circles were clear to see.
Kelly looked around the banquet, disappointed. "I thought he was impressive, but he's not here."
"Hmm? Who?"
Kelly sighed. "Who else? Your assistant, Jake."
Brooklyn laughed. "Jake has no connection to Megan; he wouldn't come. You wanted him here?"
"I did not!"
However, Brooklyn thought, given Arabella's father's influence in Aucester, Megan and Simon had no reason not to invite her.
Would she come?
Would she deliberately skip it because of Quinn?
Susie and Marc exchanged glances, Susie clutching something in her palm and nodding at him.
Megan was in the top-floor suite getting ready, her fingers tightening. "Simon, we've prepared for this wedding for so long; it can't go to waste."
Simon, sitting in his wheelchair, looked at his stunningly beautiful wife. "Of course, today's wedding will be lively."
Megan looked at herself in the mirror, her delicate features, bright eyes, and red lips, and she was wearing a sexy and captivating wedding dress.
She had dreamed of wearing this dress and standing with Sebastian, saying "I do," but there was no chance now!
No chance!
"Simon, do I look good?" She asked, gazing at herself in the mirror.
Simon looked at her, mesmerized. "Of course, today you are the most beautiful. In my heart, no one can compare to you."
Megan's red lips curled seductively. "From now on, I will always be the most beautiful woman! The most beautiful woman!"
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