Billionaire's match novel

Chapter 27 To her dismay , Khloe checked every table and couldn't find her name card anywhere . By now , all the other guests were seated . Left standing awkwardly by the side , she stuck out like a sore thumb . A flustered floor manager approached . " Miss Morrison , dinner is about to be served . Please take your seat . " " Alright . " Scanning the room , Khloe spotted one empty chair at the head table and began walking toward it . " Sorry , that seat isn't available . " A woman's voice stopped her . Khloe looked up - and of course , it was Veronica .

It seemed fate had a cruel sense of humor . Veronica's lips curved into a mocking smile as she looked Khloe over . The young socialites seated around her ducked their heads , poorly hiding their giggles . " I couldn't find my name card , " Khloe stated calmly . " This seat doesn't have one either , does it ? " She glanced at the empty place setting . Sure enough , there was no card .. " This is a reserved seat , " Veronica explained in a tone of exaggerated patience , dripping with condescension . " It's for distinguished guests whose attendance isn't confirmed .

We don't put name cards out for them . I thought that was common knowledge . " The implication was clear : Khloe was an ignorant outsider . The laughter around them grew louder , less restrained . " Khloe , is this really your first time at an event like this ? You're supposed to find your assigned seat . Surely not . After such an impressive speech for the Morrison family , you mean you can't even find your own place at the table ? " The banquet hall had grown quiet , the whispers carrying easily . Once again , Khloe was the center of attention , every eye fixed on her .

It was obvious - Veronica had tampered with her name card and had been lying in wait for this exact moment of public humiliation . Khloe's expression remained unreadable as she let her gaze sweep the tables one more time . Not a single place card bore her name . The looks directed her way were filled with open mockery , and the smug pride on Veronica's face was unmistakable . 1 Then , a crisp , clear voice cut through the tension from behind Khloe . " It seems the organizers are incompetent . I can't find my name card either . " Khloe turned .

It was Winnie , standing with her arms crossed , one eyebrow arched as she stared down the panicked server . " You can't even manage the seating arrangements for a banquet ? Do you think the guests here tonight are riffraff you can disrespect ? " The server paled , frozen in place . Khloe seized the opening . " Winnie is right . 1/2 тории ш +25 Bonus " Everyone here is a respected leader in their field . For the organizers to overlook something as fundamental as seating assignments - it's not just a slight against Winnie and me , but a sign of disrespect to every guest present .

" Such unprofessionalism will make powerful families think twice before trusting you with future events . The Morrison family , for one , will be hesitant to work with a team this careless . " " Th - the Morrison family ? " The server's face went ashen . His tray shook so violently he nearly dropped it . Everyone knew that securing the Morrison family's presence had been the organizers ' crowning achievement . Khloe's words were a death sentence . Winnie's eyebrow lifted in genuine surprise . For someone who looked so gentle , Khloe's counterattack had been swift and merciless .

With a casual motion , Winnie pulled over two chairs and placed them neatly at the table . " Since the organizers can't do their job , we'll handle it ourselves . Khloe , shall we " The server , now sweating profusely , didn't dare stay another second . He practically stumbled over himself , fleeing backstage to find his manager . Veronica sat frozen , her triumphant expression crumbling into disbelief . She had been waiting to savor Khloe's humiliation , only to watch her deftly redirect all the blame onto the organizers in just a few sentences . " Winnie ? I thought you left ?

" Veronica stammered , rising to her feet . Her smile was strained . Of all people , the one she despised most was her older sister Winnie - a mere adopted daughter , yet doted on by their parents , always standing in her way . Winnie's tone was cool . " I'm hungry . I'll leave after I eat . I registered for this banquet , so my name card should be here . " Khloe knew Winnie had stepped in deliberately to shield her . She offered a small , grateful smile . Winnie responded with only a frosty glance in return .

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