Chapter 10 Being Fooled by a Woman for the First Time

"That's right, I slapped you for what you just said," Lyra stated casually, rubbing her palm with a hint of mockery on her lips. "It seems the Freeman family hasn't done a great job educating their children. Raising a daughter who only knows how to use her sharp tongue. And so what if I'm divorced? Is there a rule that divorced people can't attend? Isn't your brother divorced too? Your previous words were nothing but personal defamation and insults toward me. I could sue you."

"You bitch!"

Sheila erupted with anger. Publicly being slapped and accused of having poor upbringing, she and the Freeman family had been utterly humiliated.

To make matters worse, it was Lyra, the person she used to bully and who had never dared to stand up to her!

It was a tremendous shame!

"You bitch, I'll kill you!" she exclaimed, launching herself forward with a ferocious expression, intending to grab Lyra's hair.

Quickly, Keith pulled Lyra into his embrace, positioning his back between Sheila and Lyra.

Melvin was also there, swiftly blocking Sheila's path.

Frowning, his dark eyes locked onto Sheila. "How long do you plan to create a scene? Apologize."

"Brother! I'm your sister. This bitch slapped me, and you're taking her side? You want me to apologize?"

Melvin's face darkened completely as he warned, "I have eyes. I can discern who's right and who's wrong. I'll say it one last time, apologize!"

Sheila's bluster instantly deflated.

But what was wrong with her calling Lyra a bitch? She only wanted to expose this woman's true colors to everyone!

What had she done wrong?!

Growing increasingly aggrieved, she wanted to argue, but Charlotte grabbed her shoulders.

Speaking in a low voice, Charlotte reassured her, "Sheila, Melvin is genuinely angry. He's doing this for your own good. We can't let Lyra actually sue you. We'll have our chance for revenge in the future."

Her final words carried a profound meaning.

Under Charlotte's soothing influence, Sheila's emotions finally stabilized. In a barely audible voice, she said, "I'm sorry."

Blushing, she hurriedly made her way out of the room. Charlotte cast a reassuring glance at Melvin before following after her.

The spectacle finally came to an end.

Although Sheila's words had sparked curiosity among the onlookers, they all understood that both Keith and Melvin were not to be trifled with.

Thus, the atmosphere in the banquet hall returned to normal, and no one dared to discuss what had just occurred.

Keith glanced in the direction Sheila had departed, furrowing his brow. "Is that all? Should I arrange for someone to discreetly teach her a lesson and help you vent your anger?"

Lyra chuckled and lightly pushed his shoulder. "Venting anger? I'm not angry at all. She said something mean, and I delivered a hard slap. I emerged victorious."

Keith was at a loss for words.

Why did he suddenly feel like his little princess was a force to be reckoned with?

Melvin, mingling among the crowd, was lost in thought. His gaze kept drifting toward Lyra. Observing her flirtatious expression aimed at Keith, he inexplicably felt a twinge of displeasure.

As for the reason behind his discontent, he couldn't fathom it himself. Perhaps it was the first time he had been played by a woman!

Ten minutes later, Charlotte returned with Sheila in tow.

Sheila appeared to have touched up her makeup, concealing the red mark on her left cheek. She stood quietly behind Melvin, obediently following Charlotte, which was out of character for her.

However, from time to time, she cast venomous glances at Lyra, who radiated in the midst of the crowd.

The banquet proceeded to the next stage, and the dance floor opened up. Numerous CEOs and bosses gracefully swayed to the music, accompanied by their partners.

Charlotte was also eager, her eyes fixated on Melvin, anticipating him to take her hand and invite her to dance like a true gentleman.

And Melvin didn't disappoint her. He stood up.

The excitement in Charlotte's eyes intensified, as if she could already envision herself becoming the center of attention on the dance floor in the next moment.

However, in the very next second...

Melvin picked up a glass of red wine and made his way toward another table.