EuropeNovelChapter 420 Violet stood frozen, utterly stunned, as the guests below the stage began to rise from their seats.
In this world of the elite, everyone measured each other by family background and power. Violet, who'd only managed to gain a little recognition in the business world because of her connection to McNeil, was suddenly exposed for who she really was. Now that her true identity was revealed, not a single person in the room spared her a glance.
To them, simply attending the wedding of a fraud was humiliation enough.
They'd only cout of respect for the Langford family name. But with McNeil fleeing the ceremony, and the only CEO of Golden Era Enterprises vanishing- leaving his so-called fiancée's niece behind-Violet was left completely alone.
And now, to top it off, she was being led away by police on charges of theft. It was a minor matter, not even worth a formal investigation.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe once-eager reporters quickly lowered their cameras, seven deleting the footage they'd just shot. They were here to chase high-society scandals, not to broadcast someone's disgrace.
By tomorrow, everything that happened today would vanish without a trace, and Violet's nwould never be mentioned again.
Two officers gripped Violet's arms.
"Careful-don't touch the dress," one officer warned his partner with a smirk. "That gown costs more than our annual salaries put together. We're not paying for it if something happens." The other officer's expression was all business. "Ma'am, please follow our female officer backstage and change out of the dress. We'll have staff keep an eye on your belongings. You may call a family member for bail- otherwise, you'll be held for at least two weeks." Violet felt as if her world was collapsing.
She refused to take off the wedding dress, and she wasn't about to follow them to the station without a fight. "I'm Mrs. Langford. My husband is McNeil. You can call him directly-he'll cand bailout." The officer looked skeptical. "Your husband? We haven't seen Mr. Langford here. If you're sure, you can call him yourself." Violet snatched her phone and dialed McNeil's number. It rang for what felt like forever before he finally answered.
"Violet, I'm sorry-" His voice was raw, like he'd been crying.
Clutching the phone, Violet's whole body shook. "McNeil, I'm not blaming you. Please, cbailout. They're saying I stole Victoria's dress-I didn't know it was patented. Just please, help me." Silence. Then, just as Violet started to repeat herself, McNeil finally spoke, his voice suddenly cold and distant.
"I told you not to touch that dress again—" Violet missed the shift in his tone.
"I know, I just... I loved it so much. McNeil, please, forgive me." He spoke slowly, each word landing like a stone. "Whether I forgive you or not doesn't matter. The dress belongs to Victoria. It's not my decision to make. You should call a lawyer." And with that, he hung up.
Violet stared at the phone, stunned. She never imagined McNeil would abandon her like this.
"Wait, just givea minute! I'll call my aunt-she'll cfor me." With trembling hands, she dialed Yulia's number. The moment the line connected, the tears spilled over. "Mom, please help" Yulia, who'd just been slapped by Simms and could barely protect herself, snapped back, teeth clenched.
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"Help you? What mess have you gotten yourself into now? How many times did I warn you before the wedding-not to let those country hicks anywhere near Starfall City? Did E you not understand a word I said? You are my daughter-my daughter with Simms. For you to marry into the Langford family, we spent over a decade scheming and planning. Now, you've thrown it all away for spathetic sense of gratitude!" Yulia was shaking with fury. If Violet had been standing in front of her, she'd have slapped her without hesitation.
Useless girl.
"Mom, no, please, listen to me! I swear, I didn't invite those old fools-it must be someone trying to frme. Think about it, all these E years I haven't had any contact with them. You and Uncle Simms are my real parents-why would I bring them to my wedding?" Violet sobbed so hard she nearly fainted. If Yulia didn't help her, she was finished.
McNeil had run off, probably to find Victoria, and who knew if he'd ever cback.
She couldn't spend two weeks in a holding cell. What would people say? She needed to get back to work at V&S Group-without the wedding, her one shot was gone, and she knew there wouldn't be another.
Yulia took a shaky breath to steady herself before asking, "Are you tellingthe truth?"
Violet's voice trembled, "I swear, Mom, it wasn't me. Please believe believe me. It has to be Victoria she's behind all of this. She even called the police to getarrested. Mom, you have to help me. Please." Yulia was furious, but this was her only daughter. She still hoped to ride Violet's coattails to a better life.
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