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Jonathan had just glanced at Nina. Only then did Nina get a clear look at Whitney's face. This woman seemed like she would never grow old
was momentarily stunned. Then her expression looked as if she had seen a ghost.
Her shoulders trembled slightly, and she unconsciously took a step back. Jonathan gently held her trembling shoulder and said in a calm yet firm voice, "Nina, say hello." Nina was extremely frightened deep down. She hadn't seen Whitney in many years. However, this person kept appearing in her nightmares.
That seemingly gentle and calm face, full of smiles, was the nightmare of her whole family.
Nina knew she would eventually have to confront this woman. With Jonathan's encouragement, she struggled to control her emotions. "Ms. Bennett... it's been a long time." Whitney walked over and her gaze fell on Nina's face as if she was carefully studying her features.
Then she smiled faintly. "You're looking more and more like your mother. The aura of a mistress you've picked up from her -so pathetically delicate and so fake."
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Whitney didn't spare Nina any respect and people around were shocked by her words, but they all knew Whitney's background, so they didn't dare to make a sound.
The live room was in chaos. There were lots of comments pouring in.
[Who is this old woman and what gives her the right to say such things about Nina?]
[She looks classy, but anyone who dares to slander my beloved Nina is my lifelong enemy!]
[Can anyone find this woman's social media account? I want to roast her!]
[Found it! Turns out she's on the Billionaire List. Whitney, 47 years old, the eldest daughter of the Bennett family, worth over a billion, Mr. Bennett's sister, and a leading candidate to inherit the family.] The live room suddenly went quiet for a moment. Then the comments took a sharp turn.
[47 years old? You'd never guess! Her skin is as smooth as that of a youth, just like mine. Look, a pic of my six-pack.]
[Let's not get carried away with the compliments, shall we? We are off the topic.]
[Meeting the person I want to protect most when I'm in my prime.]
[Oh dear, it's rare to see such a foreign beauty.]
[She is so elegant that I'm falling for her!]
[Oh, My lady, do you know why I cannot express my feelings? Cause you have stolen all my words away!]
[Why am I not her son?]
[Hey, you guys are just looking for a quick ticket to the good life without all the hustle, right?]
Meanwhile, Nina's face was flushed red. She wanted to respond, but her fear choked her words. She had already exhausted all her energy just talking to Whitney.
Suddenly, Jonathan interjected, "Whitney, children shouldn't pay for their parents' mistakes. Nina has been the rightful heir to the Sullivan family since birth, the pride of Gunther. Naturally, her poise is great." Nina knew Jonathan was using Gunther's name to put pressure on Whitney. She flashed him a grateful smile.
Whitney just let out a cold laugh. She never took Nina seriously, viewing her as nothing more than a passing amusement when bored. But now, she had found something far more intriguing to occupy her time.
Whitney turned around and said, "Everyone must be hungry. Let's head to the villa." The butler, who had approached from a distance, greeted Whitney with the utmost respect and said, "Ms. Bennett, dinner is served and everyone is waiting for you." [Wow, this island is actually owned by Whitney.]
(I'm still paying off a 30-year mortgage on my 800-square-foot apartment, while the rich just buy islands like they're nothing.]
[After watching this show, I can't tell if I'm any better than a rat in a sewer.]
Soon, everyone was gathered in the villa's dining room. A massive round table adorned with a white gemstone centerpiece was loaded with an array of delectable dishes. Behind each chair stood a young, attractive waiter, ready to serve the guests, making the entire scene a feast for the eyes.
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Cynthia thought about the young men in the bar without tongues and couldn't gaze at the waiters anymore. This island always gave her an unsettling feeling of hidden danger.
The old butler explained the dishes with patient elegance. Most of the vegetables were from the island's organic farm, the seafood was caught just an hour ago, and the top-grade beef had been freshly flown in. The extravagance was staggering, but everyone seemed lost in their own thoughts.
Jessie and Ethan were initially a bit reserved. Their entertainment company was a subsidiary of Betrico Multimedia, and despite being top actors, they had never met the legendary boss who was always rumored to be abroad.
But as the delicious dishes began to appear, Jessie couldn't focus on anything else. Her eyes were fixed on the table, sparkling with anticipation.
Nina remained reserved, sitting close to Jonathan as far from Whitney as possible. She was terrified, but having Jonathan by her side gave her a bit of comfort.
Cynthia sat next to Whitney. Her face was cool and expressionless, but her eyes betrayed a clear sense of caution. She feared it might be a trap.
Cynthia was also feeling a bit anxious. But no matter what happened, she had to brace herself and adapt to the situation.
The seat next to Whitney was empty for a while, then Shane appeared. As soon as he saw Whitney, he began flattering her like a crazy fan and then he took his seat. At that moment, two people were still missing from the table: Alex and Preston.
Whitney asked, "Mr. Lowe, where's Alex?"
Shane didn't expect Whitney to inquire about Alex. Given that the show's guest list was set in advance, it was possible that Alex and Whitney had some connection.
Shane glanced at Jonathan, who remained expressionless as he poured himself some water. Shane decided to lie and said, "Alex wasn't feeling well, so he left the set. We sent him home to rest yesterday."
Whitney replied indifferently, "Oh? Really?"
Cynthia felt a pang of concern. She had discovered Alex's true identity-he was Whitney's secret lover. She wondered, 'Could Whitney's visit be due to Alex's disappearance?'
Cynthia didn't know where Alex was now, or how Jonathan would deal with him. All she could do was quietly watch the sibling rivalry unfold.
Jonathan asked, "Why are you suddenly interested in a minor celebrity from the entertainment industry?"
Whitney, appearing calm and detached, said, "He's my old friend's student."
their forks. No one gave it much thought. Jessie was eager to dig into the food. But since not everyone had arrived yet, Whitney hadn't announced that it was time to eat. She didn't start, so naturally, no one dared to pick up Jessie couldn't help but ask, "Where's Preston? Why hasn't he come over yet?"
Cynthia replied, "Preston had a fall while horseback riding. His clothes got torn, so he's gone to change."
Just as they were talking, Preston appeared at the doorway of the dining room. He strolled in casually and, to everyone's surprise, naturally pulled out the chair next to Whitney and sat down. "Why haven't you guys started eating?" he asked.
Seeing his casual demeanor, Maya looked at him with a hint of amusement. Earlier, she had wanted to sit next to Whitney but was stopped by the butler, who mentioned that Whitney didn't like anyone sitting too close. However, for some reason, Cynthia was later seated on Whitney's left, leaving the right side empty.
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Preston just casually took a seat. Maya was waiting for the butler to come and send Preston away, but instead, she only heard Whitney's words. "Everyone's here, let's begin."
Abby felt a bit annoyed inside. She smiled broadly and said, "Preston, you certainly have influence. Ms. Bennett waited for you to start dinner."
Abby's plan was to set Preston up for a fall. She knew very well that Whitney couldn't possibly be waiting for Preston; it had to be a coincidence. On purpose, she claimed Whitney was giving him special attention. But how could a small potato like him deserve Whitney's attention? She was waiting for Preston to be publicly humiliated, to get back at him for making her eat snake.
But in the next moment, she was stunned. Whitney's first pick with her fork was a slice of beef, which she placed directly into Preston's bowl. And it was with her personal fork! Her voice was full of concern. "You've lost weight! Haven't you been eating well?" Watching this scene, everyone was speechless.