Chapter 307 Our Wedding Is at the End of the Year
This was a threat and warning.
After Vivian said so, she patted her mouth in a pretentious manner.
“Oh dear, look at me. I shouldn’t have mentioned that. Since you’re already divorced from Lucian, then
now we no longer have our eyes on the same man, isn’t it?”
Calista was stunned for a while when she heard his name spoken so intimately by another woman. She
didn’t respond immediately.
Vivian was such a romantic, akin to an innocent girl crushing on someone.
“Speaking of this, I have quite a connection with Lucian too: I just found out that he studied at our school four years ago. And he was so popular in our school. It’s a pity that I was on sick leave at home for a year.
Aw, if I knew we’d met now, I would’ve gone after him that time so it wouldn’t have been in vain for four
years.”
“He had a girlfriend at that time. If you won his heart, time wouldn’t have been wasted, but you’ll be known
as a swindler.”
Vivian clenched her fists tightly. What was wrong with her emotional intelligence? If she were to be in the Jacquez family, they’d chew her completely up in minutes.
She forced a smile and said awkwardly, “Actually we should meet now. Although four years were in vain, we’re now meeting to get married. Our families are already discussing our marriage and the date should be set for the end of the year.”
As Vivian said so, she took out an invitation from her bag.
*The Jacquez family’s going to have a banquet in Capeton after a few days. We’ve invited prominent figures from various circles in Capeton.”
She winked at Calista.
‘Aren’t you a fan of Diego? You’ll be surprised if you come on the day.”
Diego was Vivian’s cousin, who was a popular rising star. Previously, Calista used the excuse of her being his fan to dig out more information regarding the Jacquez family
You’re organizing a banquet in Capeton?”
This kind of banquet wasn’t something you could just decide to host it depended on one’s background
No matter how strong the Jacquez family was, they’re only strong in Apthon. Their roots in Capeton were shallow, but it could also be just a surface impression.
“Yeah, since I’m going to marry her, my dad wants me to get to know more people. So in the future, I can
help Lucian out.”
Calista’s head was throbbing with her constant mentions of Lucian. She took the invitation.
“So, won’t most of the Jacquez family be there?”
“Pretty much. Try your best to turn your idol into your husband, then you’ll become my sister–in–law.
Diego’s parents are very easy to get along with, and they’re very open–minded. Marrying him would be a
blessing”
One of her colleagues went up to Calista.
“Claude, Mr. Beaumont is looking for you. He’s in the exhibition hall.”
Finally, Calista had a chance to get away from Vivian. She hurriedly headed to the exhibition hall after
thanking her colleague.
the spacious exhibition hall was empty. Augustus
The museum was closed today. was staring at a
copper vase, with his hands clasped behind him.
“Mr. Beaumont, I’m so sorry about the tiara. I’ll try my best to convince…
“You don’t need to be involved in that matter,” Augustus interrupted her and continued. “Did Teresa have
a grudge against you?”
Calista was taken aback. She didn’t expect Augustus to see through Vivian’s malicious intentions whilst
everyone else was criticizing her.
But upon further thought, even she could notice Vivian’s tactics, let alone Augustus. There’s no way that
he would be deceived, as he had been in the political arena for a lifetime.
Tears were about to well up in her eyes. Since her grandfather’s passing, she had no one to confide in. Even if she felt wronged, she could only let the emotions dissipate on their own.
In that instant, she suddenly had a strong urge to lay everything out on the table when she met eyes with his wise eyes. But in the end, her rationality got the better of her.
She only vaguely replied, Im not sure either.”
After all her relationship with Mr. Augustus was strictly professional and it wasn’t night for them to
Moreover, her mom’s situation was quite complicated. She couldn’t risk tipping the real culprit off before she could get her hands on him.
Augustus didn’t press any further either when he saw she was unwilling to speak up.
“As for the diadem, the police have made progress. They managed to retrieve the deleted surveillance footage. It was Amelia who stole the keys from the storage manager and threw the diadem out from the washroom window. She deliberately made the diadem into the ghastly state it is now. According to her confession, she wanted to teach you a lesson because she’s unhappy with the fact that you’re
overshadowing everyone once you’ve arrived.”
Amelia was a woman in her forties. Calista wasn’t in the same department as her so they weren’t close.
She didn’t believe a word of this confession.
“Right, go back and have some rest. Come to work tomorrow, there’s still a lot of restoration work to be done. Why are there so few people working in this industry? Youngsters nowadays lack dedication. All they think about is to become influencers or celebrities. Those professions don’t have the same appeal as restoring cultural artifacts. It’s so satisfying to see a damaged item restored in your hands.”
Calista was at a loss for words. Amelia sat on a wooden stool in the detention center, looking haggard and pale. Her messy hair and dark circles made her look as if she had aged ten years in an instant.
A well–dressed lawyer was seated opposite her. Amelia clenched her hands, looking nervous and scared.
“Mister, how many years will I be sentenced?”
“Intentional damage to cultural artifacts is punishable by up to three years of imprisonment. In severe
cases, it can be up to three to ten years.”
“What about my son’s study abroad…”
The lawyer interrupted her and implied, “He won’t be affected. He can study abroad for as long as he wants. Studying overseas is a big deal now. When he returns, he can become an executive in a listed company, and his annual pay will be in the millions.”
Amelia immediately smiled, with the weight off her shoulders.
“Good, good: When can the trial begin? I’ll plead guilty.
The expression on Vivian’s face turned cold in an Instant as she got in the car. She used a wet wipe to
meticulously clean the arm that had been linked with Calista earlier.
Finally, she called Jean, with an unpleasant expression on her face.
She said with a honeyed voice, “Dad, didn’t you say you’re going to arrange a marriage for me and Lucian? When are you going to talk to the Northwood family? It’s been so long, and there’s still no news.”
Jean was helpless.
“Do you still think we’re in Apthon and you can pick whoever you want? We’re in Capeton, where Lucian is in charge of everything. Even your uncle, Hugo, has to be cautious. Right now, the Northwood family is under Lucian’s control. His marriage requires his consent. Don’t even think about reaching out to his grandfather for this matter, let alone his parents. You should spend more time with him and get closer to his mother. Don’t rush to decide on the contract. With your looks, it’s just a matter of time for you to win
him over.”
Vivian was elated by her father’s praises. Her confidence seared as she ordered the drive to head for
Northwood Corporation.
