Never See You Again

“Yes, Ms. Scott.” Larry acknowledged with a nod. 

He exchanged a meaningful glance with the housekeeper beside him, who promptly stepped forward and splashed a glass of ice water onto Wendy’s face. 

Instantly, Wendy’s delicate makeup was ruined.. 

Wendy’s expression darkened. “Are you all insane? I was invited here by the Brooks Group! How dare you treat me like this?” 

“The Brooks family doesn’t welcome ill–mannered guests. And besides, Ms. Owen, you weren’t on our guest list,” Larry retorted coldly as he looked disdainfully at her. 

Wendy felt embarrassed. She had secured an invitation to the Brooks Estate through Edward’s connections, something even someone like Edward wouldn’t normally qualify for. 

Under the scrutinizing gazes around her, Wendy gritted her teeth. 

“Regardless, I’m a guest at the Brooks estate. If there’s any issue with my presence, Mr. Brooks himself should be addressing it, not his secretary! You’re nothing but an insignificant secretary! Who are you to dictate terms here?” 

“Yeah, Mr. Brooks hasn’t said anything. How can you treat a guest like this?” Dorothy chimed in. 

Onlookers observed the scene as if it were a drama unfolding. 

Larry was known as Sergio’s right–hand man, and no one had ever openly challenged him like this before. It was clear Wendy and Dorothy didn’t know their place. 

With a smile, Larry asked, “So, Ms. Owen, what do you propose?” 

“I expect a public apology from you!” Wendy demanded. She was mindful that Larry was under Sergio and chose her words carefully. 

Others might not have realized it, but Maeve did. Given Wendy’s character, simply getting Larry to apologize was a sign of her restraint. 

However, Wendy failed to grasp that by demanding an apology from Larry, she was indirectly humiliating Sergio himself. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Maeve intervened calmly. “Larry, let’s not waste any more time here. Let’s go.” 

“Yes, Ms. Scott,” Larry responded dutifully. As they left, he signaled two guards at the door, who approached Wendy and escorted her out. 

Wendy struggled against their hold and exclaimed defiantly, “Let go of me! I’m from the Owen family! How dare you treat me like this?” 

To the bystanders, Wendy seemed more like a joke, but she remained oblivious to their amusement. 

Instinctively, Dorothy distanced herself from Wendy. It was a rare chance to be at such an event, and she couldn’t afford to be dragged away right now. 

Upstairs, Clara witnessed the commotion with disdain. “Who allowed such a woman to attend tonight’s banquet?” 

Today marked her engagement to Sergio, a day Clara had long anticipated. She was determined to ensure everything went perfectly without any disruptions. 

“Ms. Ramoz, this woman wasn’t on the guest list. She might have been brought in by someone else, but Larry has already handled the situation. You don’t have to worry about it.” One of the staff assured Clara.. 

Clara frowned upon Wendy’s expensive couture and instructed coldly, “Strip that dress off her. It’s such an eyesore.” 

“Yes, Ms. Ramoz,” the staff replied promptly. 

Clara’s status had skyrocketed. She was now not only the Ramoz family’s heiress but also Sergio’s fiancée. Everyone beneath her respected her authority unquestioningly. 

Soon enough, the guards escorted Wendy out of the Brooks Estate. 

Meanwhile, Dorothy, who had managed to distance herself from Wendy during the ordeal, breathed a sigh of relief. 

“Let go of me! You can’t treat me like this!” Wendy protested furiously as she was dragged away. She hadn’t even been able to meet Zachary. 

Moments later, a man dressed as a butler appeared before her. Wendy shook off the hands of the two guards furiously. “Who gave you permission to touch me with dirty hands?” 

Wendy brushed off nonexistent dust from her gown and glared at the butler. 

“You’re the butler, right? I want to meet Mr. Brooks right now! I want him to witness how rude and arrogant his staff can be!”