Chapter 1076:
“Look at us. Our custom suits are ruined. We’re not demanding compensation, but surely an apology from Miss Jones is the least she can offer?”
They paraded their wine-soaked suits before the crowd, putting their humiliation on display.
The guests glanced back and forth between Judd’s crew and Christina, suspicion mounting. More and more, they were convinced Christina had caused trouble at the wedding. Yet, with Dominic and Lauretta clearly standing at Christina’s side, no one dared to voice their thoughts aloud.
Lauretta turned toward Christina. “Did they bully you?” she asked softly.
“They tampered with the wine and tried to force it on me. So I poured it over them instead,” Christina explained evenly.
“You’re lying!” Judd and his cronies shouted all at once, their faces blanching, sweat beading on their palms. How could she possibly know about something they had carried out so discreetly? Had she uncovered their ploy just now? Could it be that she had caught onto their plan, and that was why she had changed her demeanor so suddenly?
“Send the remaining red wine for testing, and you’ll know whether I lied or not.” Christina’s lips curved into a cold sneer.
Her words, instead of instilling fear, strangely emboldened Judd and his cronies. They even carried themselves with smug pride. After all, she had splashed the wine all over them earlier—there was nothing left for testing.
“Fine then! Send whatever remains for testing. My hands are clean, so I’ve got nothing to fear,” Judd declared, puffed up with bravado. To him, Christina was nothing but a foolish beauty—decorative, but brainless.
Judd’s cronies echoed his confidence.
“Exactly! Since we did no wrong, we have nothing to be afraid of. Send the wine for testing this instant!”
“I second that. Let the wine be tested.”
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Watching them so self-assured, many guests began to doubt Christina. Their eyes turned sharp, tinged with disdain. Yet, because of her close bond with Lauretta—and Lauretta’s protective nature—they dared not utter reckless words. Otherwise, one wrong comment might provoke Lauretta, who might deliver a slap without a second thought. Shielded by her powerful family background, Lauretta acted with unapologetic boldness, striking first and asking later.
Lauretta glanced at Christina’s empty hands, her brows tightening. Stepping forward, she asked quietly, “Where’s the remaining wine?”
“Wait a moment,” Christina replied before fetching the first glass—the one already tampered with. “This was the very first glass they tried to make me drink, and it was drugged.”
At once, Judd and his cronies grew uneasy.
Judd’s eyes flickered, and he quickly forced a rebuttal. Crossing his arms with affected composure, he sneered, “And what proof do you have that we gave you this very glass? Couldn’t you have planted it beforehand to frame us?”
His cronies leapt to echo him.
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