Chapter Milena returned to the ballroom with her heart pounding . She tried to compose herself , searched Vincent among the crowds - but he wasn't there . Her heart instantly sank and cold sweat broke out on her palms . Even though she believed Vincent cared for her more than anyone , she still didn't dare let him know that Hazel had been pushed down by her . Just as she nervously looked around , trying to find Vincent , a flattering voice suddenly came from behind her . " Excuse me , Miss Campbell , is this your bracelet ? Our staff found it on the deck . " Milena spun around to find the yacht's manager bowing slightly , holding a jade bracelet in his hands . Her breath caught . It was Hazel's bracelet . How had it ended up on deck ? And how had she not noticed ? Her face drained of color . She snatched the bracelet from his hands . " Don't tell anyone about finding the bracelet . Otherwise , I'll make you pay . " Hearing this , the manager froze in his tracks . He'd actually expected a generous tip , or perhaps a chance to ask Vincent for the opportunity to host the next yacht party in Milena's name . But all he got was a stern warning ? The manager instantly realized something must have happened on deck that Milena didn't want anyone to know . But he didn't show it , simply lowering his head even more . " Understood , Miss Campbell ." Only after turning to leave did the manager pull out his intercom and instruct his colleagues in the duty room . " Send me the surveillance footage from tonight on deck immediately . " The moment Hazel was pushed into the sea , the manager's face paled . His hands trembled and his breathing became rapid with excitement . He knew he could get everything he wanted with this footage ! Even at the party , Milena was still absent - mindedly sipping red wine . She tried to numb herself with alcohol , to forget everything that had happened tonight . Milena soon felt dizzy , her cheeks flushed , making her look even more alluring . Seeing her , the two wealthy young men , unaware of her true identity , exchanged a glance . With a wicked smile , they sat down next to her and placed their hands on Milena's waist . While We 1/2 32.6 % 8:50 Wed , Oct 15 d . ... ( 99 ) " Miss , you look drunk . Want to lean on me for a sec ? " Milena frowned and tried to push them away . " Don't touch me ! Do you even know who I am ? " Instead , they hugged her even tighter . One of them even tried to force a kiss on her . At the critical moment , Vincent arrived . His bodyguards quickly stepped forward to separate the three of them . Vincent held the frightened Milena in his arms and soothed her . " Are you okay , Milena ? " Seeing Milena's tears , Vincent's expression darkened even further . He raised his eyes and coldly ordered the bodyguards , " Which hands touched Milena just now ? Break them ! " The two wealthy young men panicked instantly . They knelt down and begged Vincent to let them go . " No , Mr. Clarke , we really didn't know she's your wife . We were blind ! " " Please , please have mercy on us , Mr. Clarke . We know we were wrong . " The others at the banquet gathered around , whispering , " So , she's Mr. Clarke's wife ? Then who was the one dancing with him earlier ? " " No idea . Anyway , seeing how much Mr. Clarke cherishes his wife , I was surprised . " As these words fell into Vincent's ears , the pressure around him dropped even lower . Without hesitation , he explained , " This is Milena , my sister . Not my wife ." " My wife is only Hazel Wright ."