Chapter 374

Chapter 374:
Now, people would occasionally glance over at Madilyn and Rachel, whispering and pointing in their direction.
Feeling the weight of all the strange gazes upon them, Madilyn couldn’t help but complain indignantly to Rachel. “Auntie, the Lopez family has gone too far this time. Last time, Milton…
Drove me out of the Royal Ballet, leaving me unable to dance anymore. And now, it’s his mother who’s made me a laughing stock in the upper-class circle. They think they can get away with anything just because they have money and power. Damn it! We didn’t even teach Candice a lesson today, yet we’ve been humiliated ourselves. I can’t just let it go like this.”
Rachel tugged at Madilyn’s sleeve, trying to calm her down. “I understand how you feel, but we need to be careful. Let’s find an empty dressing room where we can talk more privately. We’ll come up with a plan to make Candice leave the Harman family in humiliation. I won’t let what happened today go unpunished. Humph!”
“Auntie, let’s check out the dressing room in the corner on the second floor. I’ve already scouted the place. It’s the most secluded spot.” Madilyn’s eyes flashed with malice.
Candice watched the duo walk away from her hiding spot.
Her expression was hard.
She wondered what the conniving duo had planned for tonight. She decided it was time to put an end to this.
As Madilyn and Rachel walked away, Candice emerged from behind the curtains and made her way up the spiral staircase to the second floor.
Leaning against the intricately carved wooden handrail, she peered down at the first floor below.
Just then, the tall figure of Greyson appeared at the entrance. Finally, he had arrived.
Greyson arrived at the birthday party for the ambassador’s wife, but he was fashionably late.
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Upon signing in, he noticed that Candice had not listed her name under the Harman family’s column. After flipping through a few pages, he found that she had signed in as Candy under the Hope Law Firm’s column.
He pursed his lips, wondering if she was trying to avoid him.
A waitress led him to the main banquet hall, extravagantly decorated.
Debutantes and ladies with heavy makeup were everywhere.
But Candice was nowhere to be seen at first.
He was about to call her.
Suddenly, he sensed something and raised his head.
At the end of the second floor stood Candice, illuminated by the surrounding lights.
She wore a noble purple dress that accentuated her delicate features, obsidian-like eyes, and long hair hanging around her waist like a waterfall of ink.
Her shoulders were thin, her waist slender, and her tender skin smooth. She looked charmingly stunning.
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