Chapter 192: A White Lie

Raylee was nonplussed. “If he has the guts, let him come and give a piece of his mind.”

Shanice leaned closer, surreptitiously whispering, “You wouldn’t just give that necklace to that pretentious woman for nothing, would you? Do you have something big planned? Whisper it to me, okay? I won’t tell Casimir, let alone anyone else.”

In a veiled manner, Raylee said, “You just sit back and enjoy the show. Four years ago, she falsely accused me of theft. Today, she must face the consequences of her own actions!”

“What?” Shanice reacted as if she had heard earth-shattering news, quickly asking, “Four years ago, you weren’t the one who stole the necklace? You were wrongly accused and imprisoned? Gosh! Does Casimir know about this? Does Samuel know about this? Does the Goodridge family know about this?”

“Of course. The ones who wronged me, they know even better how they did it!” Hatred flared in Raylee’s eyes.

“Damn it! This is just too much! I’m going to confront that pretentious woman and demand answers!”

Immediately, Raylee grabbed the livid Shanice, saying, “It’s pointless. So many years have passed. If I could have demanded justice, I would have done so a long time ago. Calm down. Just wait for the real show to begin.”

Shanice nodded in frustration. “Fine. I’ll do as you say.”

Meanwhile, Samuel called Casimir, laying out the whole story.

On the other end, Casimir was completely baffled. Realizing something was amiss, he immediately rushed to the banquet scene.

Upon seeing Casimir, Waverly immediately questioned him through her tears, “Casimir, you promised me a surprise. Why did you deceive me? I believed in you so much, but you ruthlessly trampled over my sincere feelings. I’m so heartbroken…”

As she spoke, she burst into tears in front of everyone.

Samuel felt a mix of distress and frustration. At the same time, he was also disappointed. “Wavy, this whole situation reeks of a conspiracy. Stop lying to yourself! There’s no such thing as an early birthday celebration for you, nor is there any public announcement of your engagement. All those surprises are nothing but lies!”

“No way! Casimir wouldn’t lie to me!” Waverly, lost in her beautiful fantasies, simply couldn’t accept reality.

She clutched at Casimir’s clothes, questioning with defiance, “Even if the surprise was staged, this necklace around my neck—it’s the one you, Casimir, spent hundreds of millions on at an auction abroad! The necklace is undeniably real, and so are those voice messages. Casimir, tell me! You wouldn’t lie to me, would you?”

Casimir watched as Waverly’s face fell into disappointment and sadness. Even though it pained him, he didn’t want to deceive himself. He let out a deep sigh, deciding to stick with the truth. “I never sent any voice messages you spoke of. Also, my assistant, Bertrand, is currently out of contact. Your brother is right. This whole situation is a conspiracy. It seems like Bertrand must have been bribed. However, I still don’t know what kind of scheme is specifically targeted at you and who the mastermind is. As for that necklace… well, it’s genuine, but—”

“The necklace being real is all that matters!” Waverly interrupted through her tears. “I knew it! Casimir, you didn’t forget my birthday!”

Casimir shook his head. “No… That was a birthday gift I meant to give to Kaylee… It wasn’t meant for you!”

Once those words fell, Waverly was sent tumbling from heaven to hell. She clenched her fists tightly, questioning loudly as if possessed, completely disregarding her image. “Casimir, you could have just made up an excuse to fool me! Even if you were to say that you forgot to throw me a birthday party and that the necklace was delivered to the wrong person, I would never blame you! Why couldn’t you even offer me a white lie? Instead, you added insult to injury by saying the necklace was meant for Kaylee! Do I hold no value in your heart at all?”

By the end, Waverly was crying uncontrollably. Overwhelmed with emotion and on the verge of a breakdown, she leaned…

A crowd had gathered around to watch the drama unfold, comprising solely of the wealthy heirs and heiresses from the high society of Jexburgh. Waverly made a spectacle of herself, causing a scene without any regard for her image. That gave the onlookers a clear understanding of the situation, prompting them to openly voice their opinions and discussions.

“Gosh! Is that really the daughter of the Goodridge family? How could she behave like a shrew?”

“Exactly! Isn’t she aware that it’s Ms. Tiffany’s birthday party?”

“I heard she’s now engaged to Mr. Sutherland, but she doesn’t have any semblance of grace. How does such a shrewish woman deserve someone like the distinguished Mr. Sutherland?”