Chapter 137
Chapter 137:
“This one,” Ashton gestured at Violet, “tried every trick in the book to get an invite to the Laurent family’s gala. I heard she wore a necklace she ‘borrowed’ from Nyx Collective. I wonder if she ever returned it p>
Violet stiffened, her face going even whiter.
“What?” Savannah stared at Violet. “What necklace, Violet p>
“The one that Eliza Black wore a while ago,” Ashton added helpfully. “Seems to have generated quite a bit of buzz p>
“Veyra?” Savannah gasped. “But that’s kept under lock and key. No one’s ever borrowed it since… I…” She finally seemed to understand what Ashton meant by “borrowed p>
“I believe it was taken from your showroom. You might want to check the security footage,” Ashton said with a slight smirk.
“I’ll get right to it.” Savannah turned to head to her office but stopped and turned back. “But our meeting p>
“Can wait,” Ashton interrupted smoothly. “I’ll just chat with my wife while you sort this out.” He looked at Rexford. “Mr. Caldwell, when I sign that deal, I expect the company to be clean. No toxic staff, no lingering scandals, and certainly no employees with sticky fingers. If there’s rot, I expect it gone before the ink dries p>
“Of course, of course, Mr. Laurent,” Rexford hurried to join Savannah, cursing under his breath. “What the hell did I tell you? This is an important day for me, and you fu p>
I grabbed Ashton by the arm, pulling him into a corner away from the chaos. “How do you know Violet stole the necklace? You weren’t even in the room that day p>
“I checked the footage. It came with audio. I knew exactly what you two were saying back then p>
“Huh. But she had the footage deleted—I mean, the one here. I saw her the other day… Wait, that’s not what I wanted to ask. So many things are happening at once, my brain’s a bit foggy p>
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“Ask ahead,” Ashton said, sounding amused.
“What’s going on? How did you end up being the owner of this place? Did you really buy Nyx Collective p>
“Yes. Surprised p>
“Well, yeah. I mean, you never said a word to me p>
“I was going to wait until your birthday to tell you p>
“My birthday? You mean you bought the company for me p>
He nodded. “The lawyers have drawn up the papers. Your name’s listed as the owner p>
I stared. “But I can’t accept it. It’s too much p>
“It’s not too much for the wife of a man who owns a dozen companies. It’s just a small studio p>
“Yeah, small to you.” I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. “If it’s a surprise, why the visit today p>