Chapter 574 A Necklace Worth $200 Million If Charlotte exuded an air of nobility and elegance with her dress, then Sandra radiated a charming and alluring aura, equally capturing the attention of many. It’s often said that the worst nightmare at a banquet is showing up in the same outfit, but whether it was Charlotte or Sandra, neither intended to change their clothes. This left the host’s expression in an awkward state. After a few awkward chuckles, the host quickly ushered them in. Sandra’s gaze shifted towards Joe. The man exuded an overwhelmingly powerful aura to the extent that even without saying a word, he compelled subconscious deference. Yet, even with this powerful man, his focused and affectionate gaze remained fixed on Charlotte. Sandra playfully curled her lips; only men like him could ignite the desire for conquest. Isn’t that right? She walked over gracefully, her charming smile lifting, “Mr. Smith…” But soon, her smile froze on her face. She saw Joe slightly turn to say something to Charlotte, and then his gaze naturally swept past Sandra before he temporarily left the venue. Sandra raised an eyebrow, “It seems you really have remarkable tactics, Miss Clinton. You managed to make Mr. Smith so wholeheartedly devoted to you that he doesn’t even dare to look at others.” Charlotte’s smile remained faint, “Miss Faulkner, you are overestimating me. I don’t have that kind of ability.” Hitting a bit of a snag, Sandra didn’t press further on the topic of Joe. Enter title… She looked inquisitive, mentioning the Faulkner Family for the first time in front of Charlotte, “I heard that your mother passed away early and accidentally entrusted you to a treacherous couple. Why didn’t she entrust you to your father at that time, Miss Clinton?” Her topic seemed quite casual, to the point where even the Faulkner Family hadn’t been mentioned in her words, yet it
oddly conveyed an air of probing. Charlotte smiled, and a chilly gleam in her eyes, “I’m not sure either. Perhaps it would be better to ask the parties involved about such matters?” Judy had passed away years ago. How could she possibly ask the parties involved? Sandra looked at Charlotte with a cold expression. Perhaps sensing the atmosphere between them wasn’t right, Mr. Bulwer walked over with a champagne glass to ease the tension, “Miss Clinton, Miss Faulkner, you know each other? It’s quite a coincidence. Miss Faulkner, you recently acquired the land where the resort hotel used to be and are in the process of redeveloping it. It might become a good place for business discussions in the future.” This was a blatant way of passing a message to Charlotte. Sandra raised an eyebrow and smiled, “I heard before that Miss Clinton’s relationship with the Chamber of Commerce wasn’t very harmonious. It seems that was a misunderstanding.” Charlotte took a sip of champagne in her hand, and suddenly, her gaze landed at the entrance. “Miss Faulkner, you have just arrived in Capital City, but you seem to have heard quite a bit of news,” she commented with a hint of sarcasm. Following her line of sight, Sandra saw Joe approaching with a jewelry box in hand. Amidst the dazzling lights, Joe leisurely opened the box in his hand, revealing an exquisitely perfect sapphire necklace before everyone’s eyes. Not far away, someone couldn’t help but gasp while Sandra’s expression turned grim. Joe gently brushed aside the strands of hair from Charlotte’s neck and adorned her with the sapphire necklace, filling the previously bare space. “I think I’ve seen this sapphire necklace before! It was auctioned for 200 million dollars by an anonymous bidder last month. I never expected it to be owned by Mr. Smith!” someone whispered in discussion nearby.