Grace's face turned as pale as a sheet, shocked by Phoebe's words.
"You... Phoebe, you've gone too far. You ungrateful, double-crossing wretch, you're getting off on causing trouble, aren't you?!"
"Double-crossing?" Wendy glanced at Grace with a smirk. "You're right. The shares in my hands are of no use to me, so why not sell them to someone else? It might be a good option."
"You... bastard!"
Cole was absolutely furious with Phoebe's words. He raised his hand, ready to slap her across the face. Everyone gasped, their eyes widened as they watched Cole's raised hand. Some even closed their eyes, anticipating a painful slap.
However, the expected sound of a slap didn't resonate.d2
Chloe had risen from her chair and was standing off to the side, looking surprised at the unexpected scene.
"Who are you?!" Cole was livid. His raised hand was firmly grabbed mid-air, the grip so strong that it felt like his wrist would be crushed.
Phoebe stood still with her eyes closed, too shocked to retaliate. When she heard Cole's words, she opened her eyes in confusion. It was then that she realized that she was being shielded by a tall figure. Looking up, she saw Cole's raised hand being held firmly in someone's grasp. She was slightly shocked, and just as she was about to turn around to see her rescuer, another arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her abruptly into a firm embrace.
Her back hit a warm, solid chest, and she was enveloped by a familiar masculine scent. Her heart skipped a beat, and before she could turn to look at him, he forcefully let go of Cole's hand. The cold voice floated down from above her. "Mr. Alonso, did you invite me here for a business dinner, or to witness domestic abuse?"
Domestic abuse? The words made Cole's brow furrow. He glanced at Phoebe, then scrutinized Azriel for a few seconds before cautiously asking, "And you are?"
All the guests at the party were invited, either wealthy or influential. Even if he didn't know who Azriel was, he knew he was someone the Alonsos couldn't afford to offend. But after thinking for a while, he couldn't recall any impression of this man.
However, Azriel's demeanor was extraordinary and not to be underestimated.
"Azriel." Azriel's voice was cold, but his gaze was calm.
When the 30 billion dollar deal was made, Azriel had left everything to his lawyer and hadn't shown up in person, so it was normal that Cole didn't recognize him. But when he heard the name, he instantly remembered the powerful signature on the contract.
His suspicious look vanished, and he quickly smiled, "So it's Mr. Azriel."
Hearing this, Wendy's face became expressionless. So this man was the one who brought the Alonso family back to life.
She had been busy dealing with Chloe and Phoebe and had forgotten about the most important guest of the night. But no matter what, the Alonsos would be hers in the future. No matter how Phoebe, that damn bitch, caused trouble, it wouldn't change the fact that she was the future head of the Alonso family, and the heir to the family fortune. She would settle scores with Phoebe when the time was right. For now, the important thing was not her.
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