Chapter 28 She’s Finished
“You evil bitch! You’re no princess of philanthropy, more like a black widow if you ask me! Everything on the internet is true, don’t be fooled by her!” Asher Walter pointed at Angie and shouted profanities at her from below the stage.
“What nonsense! Security, take him away!” Angie screamed out loud as she saw Asher. She could not be bothered with appearances right now. How dare this fat old man turn up here?!
“Angie Grant is a black hearted woman! Her charity work is just a coverup to fool the public. You and me, we’ve all been fooled! She chopped off my hand just because I was brave enough to speak the truth. We don’t need someone like her representing Imperia, and she most certainly doesn’t deserve this award!” Asher bellowed excruciatingly as he cradled his injured hand.
Murmurs and whispers began as the crowd took in this new information. Is it true? Has their princess of philanthropy been a fake all this time? Was everything said on Facebook true
The charity dinner was a prestigious event attended by Imperia’s wealthiest and most influential who would not stand to be fooled. Many of them left the dinner, but not before demanding for Angie Grant to provide a proper explanation.
The media was naturally in a frenzy trying to get more information, with the paparazzi trying to push past the barricaded entrance. The security staff made a show of fending off the media, but they had received orders not to come to Angie’s protection if the situation escalated.
Noah Quincy was initially furious when the incident broke out and Angie was covered in red paint. He was ready to teach Asher a lesson himself. However, he halted his actions after listening to Asher’s speech and seeing his decapitated hand. He wanted to hear the truth for himself too.
He strode purposefully toward the VIP table looking for one woman in particular. As expected, Madeline was watching the horror show unfolding in front of her with a hint of glee in her eyes. It was almost as if she had expected this to happen tonight.
“Ms. Grant, is there any truth to what the man said? Did you really hire someone to chop his hand off?”
“Ms. Grant, what do you have to say about doing charity as a coverup? Have you fooled the people of Imperia?”
can you give a
on her skin began to harden. The questions from the media only
were smeared
years she spent building up her reputation as the charitable saint of Imperia were
to block the internet searches and blackmailing the committee into giving her the
displayed the transcripts and footage of Angie demanding the award from the committee. Angie’s unscrupulous behavior was clear for everyone to see. Angie could see her reputation in shambles right
security staff only appeared after Asher Walter’s video footage ended. He did not put
she had no way of defending herself after watching the footage. She sat barefoot on stage, her face white as a sheet. She felt her
still around. Mustering all her willpower, she crawled toward him and extended her hand to tug at
not true! It’s alright if they don’t believe me, as long as you do. Noah, do you believe
on his face. Eventually, he bent down and offered his arm to her. Angie took his arm as he helped her
say all they wanted to say about Angie Grant, but Noah Quincy was a
believing he had bought her act. Noah, however, firmly pushed Angie to a side once
Quincy family’s reputation as well. I will be sure to conduct a thorough investigation into these allegations and give the public a proper
for Noah. There was a frigid
watched Noah walk away from her. She felt
Hudson, who was busy stuffing himself with food as all the drama
fainted…” Wayne huffed, caught off guard by the turn of
taken to the
“Yes, sir!” Wayne responded dutifully.
“Also, go and investigate this matter thoroughly,” Noah continued. As he barked his orders, he looked sideways toward the VIP table where Madeline last sat. She was no longer at her seat. What great timing, Noah thought to himself.
“Sir, are you worried that someone is playing sabotage behind the scenes?” Wayne was curious.
“It couldn’t be more obvious. Go and look up the relationship between Angie and Madeline as well.” Something told Noah that Madeline definitely played a part in this maelstrom.
……
Madeline considered her mission accomplished as she watched Angie’s unconscious body lying on the ballroom stage. She was possibly the happiest person in that ballroom tonight. She swiftly left the hotel soon after, boarding her helicopter back to Maple Forest Villa.
She had just made herself a hot mug of chocolate milk. Colton was still asleep when she got back, so she made herself comfortable by his bedside as she tuned in to the live broadcast of the gala dinner. She knew the young boy would panic if he did not see her around when he woke up.
An official announcement on the postponement of the charity dinner was aired on the livestream. Social media headlines were all about the incident.
“Angie Grant – Black Widow of the Charity World!” one headline wrote, garnering the top place of search topics on the internet. The previous articles that Angie had tried to block had been dug up by netizens once again. It was an ugly fall from grace for the philanthropic princess of Imperia.
Madeline’s lips curved upward as scrolled through the headlines on her phone, liking every post related to Angie’s downfall.
Gordon, I hope you’re seeing this. The woman who killed you is finally getting what she deserves!
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