Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 157

Marianne lifted her teacup, a cold smirk playing on her lips, clearly waiting to see Grace make a fool of herself.

Grace’s fingers tightened slightly.

It was just as she had expected.

The arrogance and prejudice of the wealthy were always this blatant.

She was about to speak, but Damien beat her to it, his cold gaze sweeping across the room.

"Aunt Irene, I heard Uncle Martin's mistress just had a son and is demanding to be let into the family. Do you really have time to worry about my affairs?"

"And you," he said to the other aunt, "have you finished paying off the losses from your cosmetic surgery clinic? Should I have someone look at your books?"

The two women, who had been chirping away just moments before, went pale, instantly silenced as if someone had grabbed them by the throat. They didn't dare utter another word.

This was the power Damien wielded.

He didn't need to shout. With just a few quiet words, he could pinpoint everyone's vulnerabilities.

Damien led Grace straight to the main table and pulled out a chair for her.

His actions were gentle and considerate, a stark contrast to the icy demeanor he had just displayed.

Marianne was so angry her hands were trembling.

The rest of the meal was painfully tense.

Marianne radiated a dark energy, occasionally tapping her fork against her plate and making pointed, passive-aggressive remarks.

"Some people just have no manners. They don't even consider their own station, yet they think they deserve a seat at the main table."

Grace's hand paused as she was reaching for a dish.

Just as she was about to put her utensils down, a piece of deboned fish was placed on her plate.

"Eat up."

Damien served her as if nothing had happened, completely ignoring his mother’s words.

"This fish is excellent. It was flown in fresh."

Grace looked at the fish on her plate, a mix of emotions swirling inside her.

Just then, the Clarke family matriarch, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly set down her fork.

With a full head of silver hair, she was sharp and energetic—the true pillar of the Clarke family.

She beckoned to Grace.

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