All Chapters of From Disgrace to Glory: Rise Of The True Heiress: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Seeing that Roy still hadn't said a word, Vessara frowned slightly and lowered her gaze toward him.There was an embarrassed look on the man's face, and his hands were gripping his clothes so tightly his knuckles had gone pale.Apparently sensing her gaze, Roy finally spoke awkwardly.“Boss, I... I think I may have caused some trouble this time.”Vessara's brow twitched, and a bad feeling immediately settled in her gut.Sure enough, when she looked at Roy again, he was practically burying his head in the floor.Vessara rubbed her temples a couple of times before asking, “All right. Tell me what happened.”“I... You know how I almost led those people back to the base before? Well, over the past few days, I've noticed that someone seems to be investigating the base. I keep seeing suspicious people lurking around the area.”Roy quickly waved his hands.“But I've been extremely caref

Although he had been somewhat mentally prepared for it, hearing that there had been no contact for an entire week still brought a trace of concern to Razen’s eyes.“How could it take this long?”Razen frowned at the manager. The manager immediately lowered his head and carefully explained, “Designer Miller may have been busy and simply forgot to get in touch with us.”“That’s never happened before. That’s not an excuse.”Razen rubbed his brow and took a deep breath. He was about to say something else when the fitting-room door suddenly opened.A woman stepped out in a yellow evening gown.Her features were cool and striking. She wore very little makeup, yet the sharp lines of her face created an incredibly powerful impression.For a moment, Razen simply froze.“What’s wrong? I think the dress fits pretty well. Does it look strange on me?”Vessara bli

As the sharp, biting voice rang out, a woman in a fuchsia dress appeared in front of everyone.Mariana Hayes pursed her lips and shot Hans a distinctly displeased look before turning her attention back to Vessara.“Miss Barclay, long time no see. I wanted to be friends with you when we met at the Barclay family banquet before, but I never had the chance. So, would you mind if we became friends now?”Mariana had made her goodwill toward Vessara perfectly clear.Which meant it was equally obvious who her earlier remarks had been directed at.Selena’s face instantly turned deathly pale, all color draining from her cheeks. Her body swayed as though she might collapse at any moment.Even Hans’s expression darkened considerably. He looked at Mariana with obvious confusion.“I don't know what Miss Hayes means by that, but Miss Laurent is my guest tonight. I think you owe her an apology.”Hans spoke

Hearing that, Mr. Hayes frowned slightly. He set down the report in his hand, crossed his legs, and shifted into a more comfortable position before asking, “What happened? Didn’t I tell you to keep an eye on her?”“It’s my fault. Mariana said she wanted to go out for a bit, and I never expected her to go…”Dalton’s voice trailed off. In the end, he could only lower his head awkwardly, clearly at a loss for what to say.Mr. Hayes sighed helplessly.“Forget it. It was her mistake. It has nothing to do with you. Go find Mariana and make sure she doesn’t cause any more trouble.”Ever since she was little, his daughter had been wonderful in every way—except when it came to common sense.She was always doing things that left people completely baffled, yet somehow remained completely oblivious to it herself.The fact that Dalton had actually called him this time meant M

Everyone’s attention shifted as Mrs. Willow made her way through the crowd. Eventually, she stopped in front of a woman.“That looks like Miss Barclay from the Barclay family. I remember seeing her at a banquet before.”“What does Mrs. Willow mean by that? Could it be that Miss Barclay took her necklace?”“Shh. Don't say things like that carelessly. We can't afford to offend either family. Just think about the Barclay family…”No one made much effort to keep their voices down, and Vessara could hear every word from where she stood.Her expression changed slightly as she looked at Mrs. Willow, who was staring straight at her.Vessara pursed her lips and took the initiative to speak.“Mrs. Willow, what exactly are you implying?”“Miss Barclay, if you really like my necklace, I have other pieces in my collection that I can show you. But this particular necklace means a great deal to me. It was left to me by my late grandmother, so I really hope you'll return it to me.”Mrs. Willow's gaze