?<strong>Chapter 953:</strong>


    “Having someone like that in charge of Timeless Elegance doesn’t promise much for its future.”


    The murmurs around Marcus grew louder, and he felt a furrow form on his brow. Timeless Elegance, introduced to him by Sierra, was a brand he had been told to trust. Marcus believed Sierra wouldn’t have rmended it if its boss were truly a liability. His earlier conversation with Luka lingered in his mind. Luka’s deep love for his wife had been obvious, the sincerity in his eyes impossible to miss. The idea that Luka would do anything to hurt his wife—or sabotage his event—felt hard to believe. Could it be that everyone had misunderstood the situation tonight? And yet, the details did match Evita’s version of events.


    Marcus stood at a crossroads, unsure of what to believe or what to do next. His hopes for working with Timeless Elegance and Luka were high, but the risk of reputational damage gave him pause.


    Turning to Madisyn, Marcus asked earnestly, “Miss Johns, since you arrived before me, I’m counting on you to tell me what really happened.” His trust in Madisyn was clear.


    Beside him, Evita noticed how much faith Marcus ced in Madisyn, and her anger red. Why? Her frustration showed in her clenched fist. She nced back at the woman on the sofa, silently willing her to escte the situation as nned.


    Madisyn turned to Marcus and said with a calm yet cold tone, “Rest assured, Mr. Vaughn, my uncle and I will investigate tonight’s incident thoroughly and provide a clear exnation. Timeless Elegance will not stand for any baseless usations.”


    She then turned her piercing gaze to the woman on the sofa, her eyes sending a clear message of caution. “This is yourst chance. Who brought you here? While the hotel cameras may not catch everything, we can trace your outside movements, your financial transactions, and yourmunications. You really don’t want to challenge the capabilities of the Johns family.”


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    The woman’s weeping ceased instantly under the intensity of Madisyn’s stare. Evita frowned deeply, her expression filled with reprimand. “Miss Johns, is this how you operate, threatening someone openly in such a setting? You cannot resolve every issue with influence and wealth!”


    But no sooner had Evita spoken these words than the woman dried her tears and came clean. “It was Evita who brought me here. She told me to tarnish Mr. Calderon’s reputation.”


    The revtion left the crowd in shock. All eyes turned to Evita, bewildered at her possible motives. Overwhelmed by the usatory nces, Evita vehemently denied the allegation. “I didn’t do such a thing!” She stared at the woman in disbelief. “Who are you? Why are you lying about me? I don’t even know you!”


    After the woman’s usation, Vienna loosened her hold on her and confronted Evita directly. “So you were behind this.”


    Vienna’s p resonated, leaving asting mark on Evita. As Vienna advanced, Evita retreated in rm. “How can you use me without proof?”


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