The tanzanite stone... "There is a summary of the situation online, you can take a look, I’ve sent you the link." Secretary Chaucer continued. On the side, Old Master Lawson looked displeased and gave Julian Lawson a few more slaps. But Julian Lawson seemed to not feel any pain, he just hung up the phone and then opened the link sent by Secretary Chaucer. The rumor that Vera Hansen attended the charity gala for sick children, while Serena Sterling only wanted to cause trouble, was spreading everywhere. Vera Hansen’s Connor Goldsmith team was fanning the flames everywhere. They were excessively promoting the value of the tanzanite stone itself. "The tanzanite stone was originally appraised at millions, generally speaking, its price would not exceed 1.2 million. When Vera Hansen bid at such a price, you would see that Vera Hansen’s actions matched her words, while it was Serena Sterling who insisted on overshadowing Vera Hansen, which led to the subsequent outcome." "Yeah, if Serena Sterling liked that tanzanite stone, she could have bid from the very beginning. She clearly only bid because she saw Vera Hansen wanted to auction it." "Vera Hansen’s intention was to increase attention for sick children, allowing the entire society to pay more attention to these groups, but what about Serena Sterling? She was just causing trouble." Serena Sterling remained silent, which satisfied Vera Hansen immensely. Previously saying she wouldn’t spend a penny, now they distorted the facts, twisting it into—[She originally wanted to bid and had already taken action in line with her words, it was Serena Sterling who insisted on causing trouble, which forced her to give up]. In conclusion, the person responsible for everything happening now was not Vera Hansen, but Serena Sterling. Those in the lounge were in awe. "Her team is quite skilled, they can even spin this," Chloe said, "I wonder where she found these people." Jasper Ford also nodded, saying, "I remember her team’s previous post [The kind-hearted her will become an angel to protect you. The term ’Saint’ should never be stigmatized], which directly elevated Vera Hansen’s image, making her persona very stable." Serena Sterling also nodded. She was always clearly aware of Vera Hansen and her marketing team’s capabilities. Unfortunately, she was a victim of Vera Hansen’s marketing. Thinking of this, she said, "I think it’s about time, we can start." Jasper Ford nodded while communicating with Quinn and others in the group. Then, in the next moment, two statements emerged out of nowhere. The first was a statement issued by Ford Entertainment’s official account. The content of the statement was: 1. Proof of identity: Irene is Serena Sterling, evidenced by a confidentiality agreement. 2. Due to the confidentiality agreement, it was necessary to hide Serena Sterling’s identity when attending the charity auction gala. 3. At the charity auction gala, the much-coveted tanzanite stone’s original owner was Serena Sterling, and the person who d it was also Serena Sterling, merely hidden due to point 1 and 2. Additionally, the post included images providing related proof with time stamps. The second was issued by Serena Sterling’s own platform account, presenting the tanzanite purchasing record proof, along with the Hawthorne Group’s purchase archive proof. The Hawthorne Group’s official account reposted this, confirming its authenticity. The entire internet was shocked. Having seen all this, Julian Lawson felt everything was unreal. Online, it’s known that the stone’s original owner was Serena Sterling. As for him... he knows its true meaning. It was the birthstone she prepared for the child. Images played in his mind of the first time they saw that tanzanite stone, the things she said— "Tanzanite symbolizes love and eternity, turquoise symbolizes success and victory." "If it were me, I would lean more towards buying tanzanite." "Because I want to tell the baby, Mom and Dad will love him forever." Julian Lawson’s hand trembled slightly as he held the phone. The child’s birthstone... Yet he bid against her, paying 25 million to claim that tanzanite in front of her. And it was under the premise that Vera Hansen was bidding for the tanzanite. She probably thought he gave that stone to Vera Hansen. Once again, the image of that deep blue tanzanite locked in the apartment’s safe appeared before him. The deep blue light seemed to pierce his eye through the memory. The surrounding air seemed to have been sucked out, Julian Lawson felt dizzy. "What on earth is going on!" Caleb Lawson scolded, "Did that woman named Vera Hansen cause more trouble again?" But Julian Lawson just shook his head. He staggered to stand up, turned, and walked out. "Julian Lawson, where are you going!" Caleb Lawson roared. But Julian Lawson did not stop. Caleb Lawson threw the cane in his hand at Julian Lawson, hitting him hard on the leg. But Julian Lawson just stumbled and continued to walk out. On the other side, Quinn was already leading the team to follow— "Now I finally know, everything was just about Serena Sterling attending the gala and giving away the stone simply because the bidder coincidentally was three, which led to all this later." "No person would be able to tolerate this!" "Yeah, being lovey-dovey with her own husband, while wearing a dress with a wedding dress design, and yet having to auction off her own stone!" "Put yourself in Serena Sterling’s shoes, she would be driven mad by anger!" "Now I can finally understand her constantly outbidding Julian Lawson during the auction." "Yeah, in this context, Vera Hansen is clearly a homewrecker!" "Now they’re saying she pushed back for Vera Hansen, who are they kidding!" "And that Julian Lawson, he must be out of his mind!" "If it were me, I’d have already gone and smashed that scumbag couple in the face!" "Out with you, Vera Hansen! Apologize for marketing yourself as a homewrecker!" "Vera Hansen, apologize!" The rıghtful source is 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝙣𝙚𝙩 In an instant, everything turned! Vera Hansen, who was just riding high, now had a changed look on her face. She held her phone, scrolling to find Julian Lawson’s contact information, but hesitated on whether to reach out to him. Meanwhile, at Moonlight Manor. Julian Lawson had already returned to his residence. He stood outside the wooded area of the villa, recalling the day Serena Sterling slapped him here, her eyes, and her tears. He walked all the way into the villa, as he moved through the villa, he remembered the kiss in the hallway. Julian Lawson walked into the same unlit bedroom as that day, the room now lit faintly by the moonlight, just like then. He stood there quietly, staring at the bed. He seemed to still see the tracks of her tears left from her crying that day. And in the corner, the buttons that popped off when he tore her clothing that day. The air seemed to still carry her scent, but now, standing there was only him. Seemingly reverberating in the room was what she said to him during the intermission of the auction, as they stood in the rooftop garden— "President Lawson, do not over-concern yourself with anyone outside your own circle, because that is unfaithful to her." "That will make her sad." The Irene of that day was smiling, but it was Serena Sterling who was crying.