Kneeling for a Second Chance Novel

---- Chapter 403 "I've failed to make the proper arrangements today as the host. Ina while, arrangements will be made for all of you to depart. It is a shame that our family's dirty laundry has been aired today. "As an elder, this wasn't something I wished to see," Nicholas said ina deep, heavy voice. "Three days from now, the Grant Group will hold a press conference and give everyone an explanation." He paused for a moment before adding, "Please leave now, everyone." "Mr. Grant Sr., we shall take our leave." "We'll call on you another day." "They are still young.

Just educate them even better in the future." The guests gradually departed. Though the reporters were reluctant , the material they had gathered was enough to fuel headlines for a week. No one dared to cause further trouble in the Grant residence, and they, too, were ushered out by security. The Grant family also contacted certain media outlets, instructing them to publish positive coverage. The grand banquet hall was large enough to seat a thousand ---- people. Crystal chandeliers glittered, casting a soft glow at the venue.

For the engagement party, the Grants had imported more than ten thousand blue roses from Moanora. Now? It all seemed to silently mock them. Nicholas ordered, "Announce Gabriella's withdrawal from the entertainment industry. Publish an apology letter." Draped in a diamond-studded haute couture gown worth millions , Gabriella looked like she was wearing nothing but rags. Clenching her teeth hard, she demanded, "Why should I quit? I would not leave the industry!" She jabbed a finger at Valeria, looking prepared to rip Valeria into pieces. "You're the thief!" Nicholas could not handle it anymore.

Pressing his chest, he took a deep breath and instructed, "Lock her up!" A few security guards then dragged Gabriella and locked her inside the lounge. Now, only the rest of the Grant family remained in the hall. Silence loomed over them for a long time. Valeria lifted her head, gazing up at the dazzling brilliance of the crystal chandeliers. The hall was extravagant, filled with the rich fragrance of roses. The champagne tower still stood tall. It was meant to be a magnificent engagement party.

Lowering her gaze, Valeria could feel Sebastian's hand tightly clasping hers, but her body still felt cold. She didn't dare to ---- look at Martha and Nicholas since Martha had always treated her so well. Never did Valeria expect video of Gabriella's theft to surface like this. It felt like a weight was lifted off her shoulders , but at the same time, it felt like it didn't. Suddenly, Alexander shouted, "Wendy!" He caught Wendy as she collapsed . She had fainted from the pressure. Nicholas said, "Enough. After what has happened today, let's all head home for now. I'm also tired.

We'll talk about this tomorrow." At that moment, Martha finally reacted. She shook her head as she massaged her brow, looking at Alexander carrying Wendy's limp figure away. She muttered , "How useless. She fainted even before I could do so." Then, she glanced at Valeria. She wanted to say something , but the pain in her head was splitting. Avery supported Martha in a hurry. "Mrs. Grant Sr., are you alright?" The shocking revelations today had left even Avery utterly shaken, so who knew how Martha was feeling? Martha nodded. She wanted to speak to Valeria, but couldn't find the words.

Nicholas took her hand. "Enough. Go and rest. We'll talk about it another day." ---- Sebastian cast a glance at Mallory, signaling for her to look after Nicholas and Martha. After that, the hall was empty but for Valeria and Sebastian . He lowered his gaze toward her, and he gently patted her back. "Let's go home." Valeria nodded. She looked up at the hall one last time. "It's so beautiful here." This was supposed to be a romantic engagement party. "Our wedding will be even better," Sebastian replied softly. " Mom is already picking the dates.

We'll have ours here this year." When Valeria remained silent, he understood what was going through her head. Then, he comforted in a clear and understanding tone, "Don't overthink it. When there's a will, there's a way."