Remarriage Failed Again Today

Sure enough, the rushing Mrs. Yates just so happened to step right on the black gemstone earring!

"AHHH—CRASH—"

As everyone stared wide-eyed, two sounds rang out at once!

One was the shriek of Mrs. Yates as she fell, and the other was the sound of the vase shattering.

Everyone gasped—the three-hundred-million-dollar vase was shattered!

It was common knowledge that whatever price an item sold for, the winner had to pay up. Failure to do so meant facing legal consequences!

But since the item had now been removed without permission and then smashed, the full price would have to be paid!

Granted, the final bidders were Annabelle Linton and her party. Even though the gavel hadn’t yet fallen, you could say they had all but bought it. But now, the item they were about to spend three hundred million on was shattered?

Three hundred million. That was three hundred million!

In any case, they were definitely on the hook for the three hundred million.

What’s more, this was compensation, not a purchase. They wouldn’t even get ownership, but they still had to pay!

All that money, and they would have nothing to show for it!

Mrs. Yates lay on the ground, shards from the vase having cut her hand and face. But right now, she couldn’t care less about her injuries; her heart was flooded with an unstoppable panic.

’Actually, her running onstage to grab the vase wasn’t an act of impulse, but a stroke of genius born of desperation!’

’In that situation, there were only two options: suffer humiliation or buy it!’

’Obviously, she couldn’t afford to do either.’

’So she had planned to slap Annabelle Linton, shove the vase at her, then furiously berate her before leaving the scene with Mr. Yates.’

’That way, she would have effectively resolved the matter. She wouldn’t have to buy the vase, and all the awkwardness would be shifted to Annabelle Linton.’

’If anyone brought it up later, she’d just say her family heirloom was being taken from her, that she was so heartbroken she lost her senses. Then she could seize the opportunity to embellish the tale and ruin Annabelle Linton’s reputation!’

’But she never expected that in her haste, she would step on something small and round and take a fall!’

Looking at the shattered vase before her, she was completely stunned. She knew the rules here, of course.

’What do I do, what do I do? I know our family doesn’t have three hundred million!’

’It looks like my only choice is to frame Annabelle Linton!’

’After all, everyone else is seated some distance from here!’

Mrs. Yates scrambled up from the floor and pointed a bloody hand hatefully at Annabelle Linton. "Annabelle Linton, you tripped me!"

A flash of triumph flickered in Annabelle Linton’s eyes.

’Truthfully, when she’d come here today, she had considered provoking Mrs. Yates and using that temper to teach her a lesson, but she’d never expected her to actually go for the vase.’

’The moment she turned to head for the stage, I knew what she was planning.’

’So, just now, I pretended to clutch my face where she had hit me, tore off my earring, and clenched it in my palm. As she approached, I kicked it precisely to her feet.’

Annabelle Linton was trained in combat techniques, so such a move wasn’t difficult. She had once seen Vivian Yates harm Leona Grant in this exact way in one of Leona’s dreams. Unable to shake the image, she had practiced it herself for a while, making it quite simple for her to pull off.

Hearing Mrs. Yates’s accusation, Annabelle Linton couldn’t help but inwardly rejoice.

’The fall itself might have seemed a little unbelievable, but with this accusation, she was definitely digging her own grave!’

Hearing this, Annabelle Linton stared at her, her expression one of hurt accusation. "I tripped you?"

Mrs. Yates doubled down, her voice surprisingly firm. "Yes! You tripped me just a moment ago!"

Annabelle’s eyes reddened at the corners as she said, her voice filled with anguish, "Mrs. Yates, you’ve gone too far."