Chapter 316 Sharon Is Also Her!

Evelyn's heart was clouded with suspicion as she glanced at Edward without showing any emotion.

She didn't understand what Edward was up to again!

"It's just normal goods, and I'm just doing ordinary business," Gilbert adjusted his glasses, his gentle eyes holding an unfathomable smile, but the slightly stiff corners of his mouth revealed his hidden anger. "Edward, your imagination is a bit too rich. Even if you have a grudge against me, you shouldn't casually speculate about my character and belittle the value I've created."

Edward smirked, curling his thin lips.

Gilbert continued, "I'm not like you. You've had a smooth ride in the Wellington family, becoming a young business elite and Byron's designated heir. People like you can never understand how hard it is for entrepreneurs who start from scratch."

Hearing this, Evelyn took a sip of champagne as some long-buried memories surfaced in her mind.

In one understood Edward's situation in the Wellington family better than she did.

His journey was far from as easy as Gilbert made it out to be.

"I didn't expect such a long answer to a simple question. It seems I've made you nervous. Don't take it to heart. Just consider what I heard in the Aurora Isle circle as mere rumors," Edward smiled faintly, "And by the way, you got one thing wrong. I don't have any grudge against you, but as long as you get close to Evelyn, I have a grudge against you, from head to toe and inside and out."

Gilbert clenched his teeth, his superior jawline tightening.

Nancy, caught in the middle, listened to their verbal sparring, feeling a mix of shock and excitement!

But she didn't dare show it, because she was Evelyn's sister and held a high status. She only pressed her lips together to suppress her laughter.

She felt that this trip back home was worth it!

"Edward, are you done talking?" Evelyn couldn't bear it any longer as she glared fiercely at Edward. "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll beat you out of here, believe it or not?"

Edward's breath hitched, and he clenched his hand on the table.

Then slowly, inch by inch, he moved towards her, his fingertips lightly touching her smooth wrist, the rough texture of his fingers brushing against her delicate skin. He asked, "Evelyn, I was wrong. Don't be mad, okay?"

The warm touch on her wrist felt like vines wrapping around Evelyn's fair wrist, sending a tingling sensation straight to her chest, wrapping around her pounding heart.

Seeing her remain silent, Edward grew more anxious, leaning towards her and coaxing in a hoarse voice, "If you want to hit me to vent your anger, that's fine too. But can we wait until we get home? I'm a CEO, after all. Even if I don't mean much to you, please give me some face in front of all these people."

Nancy kept a straight face, but inside she was laughing hysterically!

"Just stay put! You're tough, so I can't be bothered to hit you!" Evelyn snorted coldly, turning her back on him.

Edward's affectionate gaze fixed on her slightly pouting, rosy lips. He felt a burning desire.

At thirty years old, he still found himself overjoyed because of Evelyn's every smile and word.

The changing lights on the stage dimmed.

A bright, sophisticated beam of light descended from above, illuminating the stage.

At this moment, the emcee's clear voice rang out, "Distinguished guests, ladies and gentlemen, thank you for waiting! Let's welcome tonight's leading lady, Mrs. Joyce Taylor!"

As the words fell, applause and cheers erupted throughout the venue!

"Joyce! Joyce!" Evelyn was overjoyed, calling out Joyce's name, her hands clapping red!

At this moment, from the depths of the stage.

Dressed in a black suit, the handsome Charlie walked gracefully onto the stage, holding Joyce's hand.

"Dad is so handsome!" Peter exclaimed, looking at Charlie, who was more spirited than the young men.

"He's dressed so formally!" Simon excitedly looked at the stage.

Because he was too hungry, Simon sneaked a piece of cake and, when no one was looking, stuffed it all into his mouth.

This scene was caught by Betty at the next table. Her voice came out clearly, "Why are you sneaking food?"

Simon was startled and choked!

Seeing his handsome face turn red from coughing, Betty couldn't help but laugh as he patted his chest and gulped down water.

"Look! Look at Joyce's black and red evening gown! Isn't it stunning?"

"Really! I noticed it as soon as she came out. It's gorgeous!"

Almost all the guests' eyes were on Joyce, deeply attracted by her dress, exclaiming in admiration!

Edward couldn't help but look at Joyce, and suddenly his pupils contracted!

The luxurious dress Joyce was wearing was the one Evelyn had personally designed at Betty's studio that day!

"Am I seeing things?" At this moment, someone stood up from their seat, exclaiming, "Isn't this Sharon's work?"

"What? It's Sharon's?"

"The Taylor family has the influence; Mr. Taylor managed to get Sharon, who hadn't been active for a while, to custom-make the birthday dress for Joyce! His social standing is evident! In contrast, Tiffany, who is also celebrating her birthday tonight, probably wouldn't get Sharon to make her a dress even if she begged on her knees!"

Edward's eyes widened suddenly as he slowly turned his head to look at Evelyn, who had a faint smile on her face.

His eyes were filled with shock and amazement!

So, she was Sharon.

She was not only Alexa but also Sharon!

Edward's breathing grew hotter as his chest heaved.

Evelyn felt Edward's overly intense gaze and turned her bright eyes towards him, only to be startled by his reddened eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Are you about to have a rabies attack?" she mocked mercilessly.

"I never expected you to be Sharon," Edward's voice was hoarse, unable to tear his gaze away from her.

"Is it really that surprising? It's not like you met Sharon for the first time today," Evelyn chuckled indifferently, shifting her gaze away from Edward's tense face, "Alexa once made a custom lapel pin for you, and Sharon tailored a suit for you."

Edward's heart tightened, his eyes dark and bleak.

Yes, back then, she worked late into the night at the tailor shop to prepare a birthday gift for him.

He wore that lapel pin almost every day.

Every night, he would sit alone at his bedside, carefully polishing it with a clean silk cloth, cherishing it like a treasure.

The feelings she had while preparing the gifts were the same as his when cherishing them.

"Never mind, you never cared about who I was before, nor did you care about my talents. The things I gave you, just like myself, were merely left to gather dust," Evelyn propped her chin with her hand, looking at the lively scene on stage, feeling an indescribable loneliness.

"Evelyn, it was my fault for letting you down back then. But now, I would rather let down the whole world than let you down again." Edward took a deep breath, his words sincere. "I know it's hard for you to give me another chance, you might not even want to. But I won't give up. I will persist until the moment my heart stops beating."

Despite his sincere confession, Evelyn said indifferently, "Edward, there's no possibility between us anymore."

The birthday party reached its first climax because of Joyce's dress.

Many guests had already secretly taken photos of Joyce's stunning appearance and posted them online.

Reporters, sensing a scoop like sharks smelling blood, quickly hyped up the news of Joyce celebrating her birthday in a Sharon dress.

In just a quarter of an hour, the topic #SharonCustomDressForJoyce# shot to the top of the trending list.

[Joyce, Charlie's wife, that washed-up actress? How did Sharon end up making a dress for her!]

[Amazing! This black and red evening gown is breathtaking!]

[Why can't Joyce have a dress made for her? Joyce was a stunning beauty back in the day. My parents are still her fans!]

[Joyce is so impressive! Look at Tiffany, who is also celebrating her birthday tonight. No one attended her party, and she doesn't have a Sharon dress. It's so embarrassing!]

[I can understand Sharon making a dress for Joyce. At least Joyce has some work to her name, is low-key, and is passionate about charity. That Tiffany is only passionate about scheming. If Sharon made a dress for her, it would ruin her reputation!]

The online discussion was heated.

Joyce, who hadn't appeared in public for many years, shone once again with Evelyn's support.

Although Evelyn was at the party, she kept an eye on public opinion.

She turned away and sent a voice message to William. "Have the company's PR department keep an eye on things tonight. Handle any negative news about Joyce promptly, and check the comments every five minutes."

William replied: "Understood."

Evelyn added: "And, no matter what, don't let the hype die down for now."

William pondered for a moment, and replied: "But Mr. Taylor intends to keep tonight as low-key as possible, just celebrating within the party without making it too high-profile."

Evelyn sighed. They underestimated Sharon's influence.

Every time she designed clothes for someone or her work appeared at Fashion Week, it would inevitably cause a huge sensation!

She was revered as a god in both the jewelry and the fashion world.

Now that the dress she designed for Joyce was exposed, it was impossible to suppress the hype. So, it was better to go with the flow and let Joyce have a birthday that every woman in the world would envy.

On one hand, Joyce deserved it.

On the other hand, Evelyn couldn't help but imagine Tiffany would probably be fuming with rage.

"Damn Joyce! That bitch!" Tiffany roared.

In the presidential suite of the hotel, Tiffany had smashed everything she could in the room, but it still wasn't enough to vent her anger.

In the end, she even picked up a crystal ashtray and smashed the huge TV screen to pieces!

"Mom, please calm down!" Debra hid far away, trembling with fear, her face pale.

"Calm down? How can I calm down? That bitch Joyce is wearing a dress designed by Sharon! She doesn't deserve it at all!"

The more Tiffany thought about it, the angrier she got, her mind on the verge of breaking, her bloodshot eyes filled with madness!

At that moment, she even had an impulse to kill Joyce.
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