The room went quiet.
Joe stood there awkwardly, looking at Selina, wanting to say something but holding back.
Damien was beyond annoyed at Joe’s spinelessness—always trying to please everyone. He let out a cold laugh and said, "Selina, don’t bother listening to people who don’t matter. Just eat."
Joe had officially been reduced to "someone who doesn’t matter."
His face flushed red. He opened his mouth but couldn’t get a word out.
Grandma Morris was furious, shaking with rage.
What did they mean by mocking the Morris Family for not being strong enough? The Morris Family gave Selina a chance to come back—she was the one who refused it!
But...
Grandma Morris’s eyes lit up with an idea.
Sure, Mrs. Brown and Damien were backing Selina for now, but they weren’t her real family. Who knew what her life was actually like in the Brown Family? Maybe they were just putting on a show for outsiders.
At that moment, some guests nearby struck up a casual conversation.
"My daughter’s birthday is coming up. I’ve already given her everything she could want—I’m stumped this year. What do you all get the younger generation?"
The second table wasn’t far from the main one. Everyone seated there was wealthy and influential, so the responses came quickly.
"I bought my daughter a new car this year."
"I gave mine the violin she’s been eyeing for months."
As everyone shared their gifts, Grandma Morris’s smile barely stayed hidden.
A car? A violin? How ordinary. Today, she had Sandy wear a piece by none other than Madame Haidi, the world-renowned watchmaker.
Feeling smug, Grandma Morris chimed in proudly, "Joe may have spent years searching for his daughter, but he always bought her gifts—more extravagant with each year."
People’s eyes subtly shifted toward Selina.
Selina raised a curious brow, easily catching the bragging tone in Grandma Morris’s voice.
...Seriously, what was she bragging about?
Mrs. Brown gave a quiet, derisive laugh. The kind of smug social climbing displayed by Grandma Morris was nothing new to someone raised in a family like the Browns.
Grandma Morris continued, "Joe’s very frugal with himself, but when it comes to his daughter? There’s nothing he wouldn’t give her."
Selina couldn’t help but let out a mocking chuckle.
Right, nothing he wouldn’t give.
So now Grandma Morris was implying that Selina was ungrateful—for not acknowledging this oh-so-generous father?
The guests caught on too. They frowned subtly.
On Brown Family’s turf, indirectly criticizing the young lady the Brown Family openly claimed as their own? The Morris Family sure had some nerve.
Still, no one from the Brown Family stepped in, so the guests said nothing either.
Grandma Morris pressed on. "Victoria loved jewelry and watches, so Joe figured their daughter would too."
"A few years back, when Madame Haidi passed away, her students held an exclusive auction of her remaining works. Just to get in, you needed a twenty-million-dollar deposit and a million-dollar entry fee. But Joe went—just to bid on her piece, Starlit Galaxy."
Everyone instantly recognized that auction. It had been a major event. The barrier to entry had scared off many, and only ten watches were auctioned. The cheapest had gone for six million.
The most expensive—Starlit Galaxy—had fetched a record-shattering three hundred million, with a bidding war between three individuals.
Starlit Galaxy...
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