Chapter 299

• With a trembling smile and eyes glistening with unshed tears, I gave a deep, formal bow to Helen, my voice soft yet measured as I thanked her. Then, almost instinctively, I cast a desperate glance toward Jessica, hoping for reassurance or support.
• Jessica’s expression darkened instantly. What kind of foolish stunt was this? I had just publicly embarrassed her carefully laid plans and in front of so many influential people, no less.
• Around us, the gathered crowd quietly suppressed smirks and chuckles. Helen’s vanity was well-known she was easily swayed by compliments, quick to open her heart or her wallet to those who flattered her just right. Yet when it came to her son, Rafael, Helen’s pride was fiercely protective. Anyone who tried to maneuver around him, to stake a claim, was crossing a line that was not to be tolerated.