His Ex-Wife Is A Billionaire? novel Chapter 223

In the blink of an eye, it was the day K Orld Hotel hosted the charity jewelry auction.

This event, being tied to charity, received a lot of attention from the Elmsworth media despite not much prior advertisement from K Orld Hotel and Ethereal Vogue magazine.

Ethereal Vogue was an internationally renowned fashion magazine. Countless celebrities had battled fiercely for a chance to feature on its cover, which was a testament to its influence.

The day was bustling with celebrities. The hotel's security team was on full alert to maintain order. Celebrities greeted their fans before swiftly entering the venue to avoid any chaos that might lead to stampedes.

The atmosphere stirred again when an impressive, stretched Lincoln pulled up.

The bodyguards opened the door, and out stepped Elspeth and Glynnis, dressed in lavish evening gowns.

Unlike other wealthy ladies and heiresses who entered through the back door or private entrances, these two were always seeking the limelight, as if they would stop growing if they weren't caught in the flash of the cameras every now and then.

"Hey, isn't that Acacia's aunt?" Someone shouted, the words penetrating Elspeth's ears across the crowd. Her face turned green instantly.

She had spent years shaking off labels like "washed-up actress" and "home wrecker," only to be associated with Acacia, a notorious troublemaker, and labeled as 'Acacia's aunt'. Regardless of the fact that she indeed was Acacia's aunt, it sounded more like an insult now.

As more people chimed in, Elspeth's face turned from red to black. If it wasn't for Glynnis supporting her, she wouldn't have been able to walk.

Elspeth thought that people would have forgotten about the incident by now. But she realized that some humiliations were etched into her identity. Her carefully protected self-esteem had been obliterated by that wretched Acacia.

Amidst the jeers, Elspeth and Glynnis entered the hotel, their faces ashen.

"Mom, please try to keep a low profile and avoid public appearances," Glynnis muttered unhappily. "You become the butt of all jokes, and I become one by proxy. It's really embarrassing."

"Glynnis! You ungrateful child! Are you ashamed of your mother?" Elspeth snapped, pinching her daughter's arm hard enough to make her break out in cold sweat. "I once walked into the Abernathy family with you in my belly, endured humiliations and disdain, and didn't feel embarrassed. And now how can you be embarrassed by me?

"If I hadn't thrown away my dignity and fought tooth and nail for your father, would you be the heiress of the Abernathy Group? Could you lead the extravagant life you do now? You ungrateful brat!"

Glynnis clutched her bruised arm, wishing she could escape from her mother's onslaught of words.

The evening's event was divided into two parts: a cocktail party and an auction. The cocktail party was a dazzling gathering of familiar faces, almost like half the entertainment industry had come to show their support.