Chapter 203:
Pausing, her eyebrows arched with feigned surprise, Belinda’s tone turned taunting. “But before you try
anything, shouldn't I spill your secrets? Like that night you stumbled out of a casino in a mess, or the tyou
were caught in a hotel with a classmate and mistaken for something... unsavory? Oh, and let's not forget the
fortune you lost in that pathetic online romance scam.”
She ticked off each scandal on her fingers with deliberate precision. “Imagine the headlines, Maggie. One juicy
story after another, dominating the news for weeks. Wouldn't that be something?”
Maggie's complexion deepened to a furious scarlet. “You wouldn't dare,” she hissed.
Throughout the last three years, whenever Maggie faced trouble and hesitated to ask Kristopher for help, she'd
ring up Belinda. And each time, without fail, Belinda had cto her rescue, keeping her darkest secrets safe.
Maggie had gotten used to this, convinced that no matter the mess she found herself in, Belinda would always
lend her support without criticism.
Maggie had never thought that Belinda would keep a record of every favor, even maintaining evidence of them.
Recently, Maggie had been setting her sights on a career in the entertainment industry. If these scandals came
to light, not only would her nascent career be ruined, but she would also becthe butt of jokes among
Nawrin’s elite.
Witnessing Maggie's mix of rage and helplessness, Belinda offered a serene smile. “Why would you think I'd
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Maggie shot her a look filled with loathing but remained silent.
“Miss Nelson.” Noticing Maggie's reticence, Cathy lifted her gaze softly and smiled at Belinda. “Surely you didn’t
chere just to quarrel with Maggie, did you?”
Assuming the role of the evening's hostess, she added, “Since you've arrived unexpectedly, might there be
something pressing you need to address?”
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Just as Belinda was about to answer, a disturbance at the entrance caught their attention. A crowd had formed
around Kristopher, emerging from the bar.
Leading the group, Elliott said as they walked, “Indeed, that car is a global rarity. Only my dealership secured
one, and | spent ages tracking it down. If it weren't for the owner of a modeling company mentioning this
afternoon that one of his stunning models needed it and promised to return it herself, | would've never let it go.”
He cast a glance at Kristopher and offered a smile. “Even though we've known each other for years and you've
been a great help to me, | still hesitated to hand it over.”
Kristopher responded with a subdued smile. “If you felt so hesitant, why did you let it go?”
“It's a different story,” Elliott countered, his brow furrowing. “That owner asked to borrow it because we're close.
He mentioned that the model who needed it is not only beautiful but also single. You know how long I've been on
my own...” He laughed and rubbed his hands together eagerly. “And | heard she’s into racing too. Imagine that. A
gorgeous, adventurous woman who might even joinon the track one day! Definitely worth lending my car to
meet her, don’t you think? Plus, if she’s passionate about cars, she’ll take good care of it.”
Kristopher looked at him with a mixture of resignation and amusement. “If you were planning to sell it to me, you
shouldn't have lent it out to anyone...”
His words trailed off as his gaze landed on the woman standing by the red Ferrari.
Belinda?
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