Filed to story: Billionaire Bride’s Revenge (Vera & Howard)
She stepped forward, taking the necklace in her hand and holding it up for everyone to see.
In her grasp was an exquisitely crafted pink diamond necklace, clearly worth a fortune.
Vera raised her voice, addressing the crowd. “This necklace was created by the renowned foreign designer, JK.R. The theme of this piece is ‘love,’ and it was released just last year. You can find all the details, including the designer’s name, on the official website.”
She then pulled her phone from her bag, turned on the flashlight, and inspected the clasp at the back of the necklace. A clearly engraved serial number was visible.
Someone in the crowd, curious, quickly looked up the number and confirmed, “She’s right! It’s definitely the designer Vera mentioned. This necklace belongs to her. How else would she know all these details?”
“Considering how valuable this pink diamond is, it seems unlikely that Chloe could afford it,” someone added.
Chloe saw the tide of public opinion turning against her.
Nevertheless, she was determined not to back down. She straightened her posture and said, “That doesn’t prove the necklace is yours. What if-” She hesitated, struggling to come up with a follow-up.
Everyone present could now see through the situation. While Chloe was at a loss for words, Vera displayed intimate knowledge of the necklace. Chloe, frustrated, cast a desperate look at Tricia for assistance, but Tricia refused to acknowledge her plea.
Now, Chloe was at a complete loss, unable to find anything more to say.
Observing their exchange, Vera felt a growing sense of irony. It was clear that everyone had been conspiring to undermine her.
“Since you are so keen on evidence, I’m happy to provide more.”
Turning her gaze to Adela, Vera asked, “Could you assist me by finding an ultraviolet lamp?”
Although Adela was unsure of the reason, she agreed and nodded.
Moments later, she returned holding an ultraviolet lamp. Vera switched it on and focused the light on the engraved numbers. To everyone’s surprise, two initials emerged clearly- “KB.”
These initials, representing Vera’s name, were irrefutable proof.
Chloe’s face drained of color instantly, and her last hope shattered completely.
Lily, clenching her teeth but forcing a smile, said, “Vera, I knew there must have been a mistake. You are not the kind of person they are making you out to be.”
Adela, without hesitation, revealed her true feelings, saying, “Just drop the pretense. It is revolting.”
Lily’s fists tightened with anger, ready to launch another attack on Vera. To everyone’s surprise, Vera walked up to the stage and took the microphone.
Standing on the stage, Vera surveyed the crowd below. Their gazes ranged from curiosity to contempt and disdain. But after everything she had endured, she was unfazed by their judgment.
Taking the microphone, she spoke in a cold, steady voice. “I am no longer a member of the Montgomery family. I never desired anything from them, and I will not interfere with their lives moving forward. As for all of you, just because I have left the Montgomery family, it doesn’t mean you can push me around. I will not let this issue fade away. Tricia will be held accountable for her actions today.”
She fixed Tricia with a cold, piercing gaze. Her voice, though not loud, carried an intimidating edge. “The Guerrero family deserves nothing but hell.”
As her words hung in the air, shock gave way to increased disdain and mockery from the crowd. Without the support of the Montgomery family, Vera was seen as insignificant. In contrast, the Guerrero family still held a position of influence. How could Vera possibly seek revenge?
Tricia crossed her arms, eying Vera with cold disdain, and could not help but laugh.
“Do you really think your words have any weight? Without the Montgomery family, you are nothing more than a pest that can be squashed with ease. How dare you talk about revenge? Let’s see if you have the capability.”
Vera’s expression remained icy, her eyes calm and composed.
“Is that so? I hope you still feel the same way tomorrow.”
Tricia’s eyes suddenly narrowed, sensing an unexpected threat in Vera’s unnervingly calm tone. But how could it be? How could Vera possibly manage to take revenge on the Guerrero family after leaving the Montgomery family?
It had to be a bluff, a desperate attempt to save face. With this thought, Tricia dismissed her unease and reverted to her arrogant demeanor.
“Vera, let’s see who gets the last laugh.”
Vera maintained her expressionless demeanor as she walked out, carrying her bag.
Adela, sneering, moved to follow Vera but was halted by Tricia as soon as she stepped forward.
“Adela, you are on a completely different level from Vera. We share the same status. You have already betrayed us once; do you intend to do it again? If you leave with her now, you will be permanently excluded from this circle.”
Adela’s eyes flashed with sarcasm as she replied, “What’s so great about being associated with deceitful people like you?”
Tricia, her teeth clenched in anger, said, “I am giving you one last chance. If you align with me now, I might forgive you.”
Adela met her gaze coolly and responded, “No, thanks.”
“You are only targeting Vera because she has fallen from grace. If my family were in trouble someday, you would be eager to crush me too.” She turned to address the crowd.
“Everyone, think carefully. Associating with someone as two-faced as this is a constant risk of betrayal.”
Tricia, fuming, clenched her fists tightly. “You-“
Vera paused briefly before quickly exiting the hall, with Adela following close behind.
Vera was overwhelmed with mixed emotions. She had once believed Tricia to be a true friend, only to find out that Tricia had set a trap to embarrass her. On the other hand, Adela, who had been just an ordinary friend, came to her aid when she needed it. Reflecting on her past, Vera realized she had been blind in both romantic and platonic relationships.
With a look of regret, Vera turned to Adela and said, “I am sorry for dragging you into this. You didn’t have to.”
The dynamics among wealthy and influential families, even in personal relationships, could impact future collaborations between the clans. If word of this incident spread, Adela might find herself facing unwanted scrutiny.
Vera was indifferent to such concerns, but Adela had more to worry about.
Adela offered a reassuring smile and waved her hand dismissively. “Don’t overthink it. I am just following my heart. I value you more than them.”
Despite her words, a trace of worry lingered in her eyes. “Be cautious, Vera,” Adela warned softly. “Tricia is quite spiteful. She might come after you again.”
Vera nodded with a smile, responding nonchalantly, “I am aware.”
Adela, her voice filled with concern, added, “I know you are strong, but please be more careful when facing people like her.”
“Understood.” Vera nodded once more and gently shifted the conversation to a new topic. “I know of a great restaurant. Let’s go try their food.”
“Sounds good.”
After their meal, they parted ways to head home. It appeared that the day’s events had not caused significant trouble.
The next day, Tricia received a call from her father, who was furiously berating her.
“Tricia, who on earth did you offend?”