Semua Bab Sir, You've Lost Her for Good: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Fulton Group's general manager, John Lane, hurried over. As he directed staff to quickly clean up the mess, he raised his voice to reassure the startled guests. "Everyone, we're terribly sorry. There's been a minor accident, but please don't panic! We're already handling it. Kindly move to the lounge area for a moment…"Celia's gaze stayed locked on Basil's retreating figure until he disappeared around the corner. The tight, needling ache in her chest didn't ease. It only grew stronger.She knew with awful clarity that something had shattered along with that champagne tower. It had shattered so thoroughly that it seemed it could never be pieced back together again.It didn't take long for the venue to be spotless again. There were no traces of the earlier mishap.Stella reappeared in the ballroom and walked straight up to Celia. "You shouldn't even be here, Celia. You're just an orphan. Did you think your pretty face was enough to steady your position as Basil's wife and the lady

As the chatter around her swelled into rising applause, Stella's smile grew more self-assured and smug. Out of the corner of her eye, she stole a faint, deliberate glance toward Celia and Violet, a hint of challenge tucked neatly into it.Violet curled her lip and muttered to Celia, "Such a show-off. She's bowing like she's sawing lumber. This only fools people who don't know any better."When Stella's performance ended, the host introduced the next guest with excitement. "Up next, we're honored to welcome a distinguished artist from Firendia. She's known as the country's nightingale and is a truly legendary soprano. Please give a warm round of applause for Ms. Marion Wood!"The applause and gasps were even louder than before.Marion's name carried international prestige. Aside from performing in national theaters, she'd never accepted any private invitations. The fact that the Fulton family had managed to invite her to this celebration spoke volumes about their power and connectio

The barge firing the fireworks was roughly three nautical miles from Fulton Group's cruise ship. The distance was perfect—far enough to escape the noise of the main ship, yet close enough to take in the riot of color exploding across the sky. It was like watching a living, glittering painting unfurl."Wow, it's gorgeous!""Quick, take a photo! This angle is insane!"The guests raised their phones one after another, shutters clicking in rapid bursts as they tried to freeze this pinnacle of romance and luxury.Overhead, Fulton Group's drone fleet circled in silence. They were loyal eyes sweeping from every angle to capture the grand, beautiful moment.Stella was like a peacock that could finally spread its tail. She melted into Basil's solid chest and tilted her face up, her eyes shining brighter than the fireworks.Her eyes conveyed a cocktail of emotions—excitement, infatuation, and the thrill of getting exactly what she wanted."Basil, look… It's so beautiful…" Her voice carr

Violet strode up to Shane, her eyes flashing with anger as she sneered. "How dare you, Shane Griffin! Even now, you're still defending her?"Shane was rendered speechless."I never imagined you little starlets would stoop so low for a lousy endorsement—you shamelessly seduced the brand rep! What happened to your professional ethics and your bottom line? Do they even exist?" Violet yelled.Every word out of her mouth was like a knife stabbing Stella straight in the heart. They also made their way into the ears of everyone watching.Stella completely fell apart. Her hair was a mess, both her cheeks were red and swollen, and her tears flowed from humiliation. She looked utterly wrecked.Right now, she was the target of everyone's scorn. Her agent wasn't around, and her family background wasn't strong enough to help.She'd become the juiciest bit of gossip at this lavish party—a real-time, public spectacle that killed her socially.The murmurs grew louder around them."Who would've

The insult sliced into Celia like a knife. Shaking with anger, she fired back without backing down. "We're in the middle of a divorce, Basil! Get that in your head!"Basil let out a low, mirthless laugh. The sound was edged with ice and tinged with reckless obsession. "I haven't signed the divorce papers. As long as I don't, you'll still be my wife."He stepped closer, his tall frame towering over her with palpable force. "And now, I want you."He slowly enunciated those words, as if stating an indisputable fact. The words were barely out of his mouth when he bent down again and claimed Celia's lips. This time, he was fiercer, more possessive, and hungrier.Celia struggled but couldn't break free. His scorching breath and hoarse whispers brushed her ear. "Help me, babe…"That single "babe" was raw with craving and pain. It made her heart jolt.Only then did she realize something was wrong with him. His body was burning up, and his eyes were unfocused yet blazing with desire. He w