Chapter 484

As twilight deepened into night, the gala was hosted at the Nichols family's old house. Melody opposed Juan's engagement to Shella, but Juan, as the decision-maker, had the event proceed. Outside, Debra sat in her car, watching a parade of luxury vehicles arrive, each more opulent than the last. She had once dealt a crushing blow to the Nichols family when she established the McKinney Group, yet their influence remained firmly within Juan's grasp. Her past leniency had allowed the Nichols Group to rise again within a few months.

"Madam, we've arrived," Ben prompted.

Stepping from the car, Debra was greeted by a familiar, unwelcome voice. "Well, if it isn't Debra."

She turned to see Eve and Ashley emerging from their lavish vehicle. Eve was draped in a silver lace gown that clung to her curves, diamonds shimmering like stars against the night. She was a vision of extravagance, while Ashley, in a sweet pink sheath dress, seemed almost demure in comparison.

Debra arched an eyebrow. "Miss Cameron, you look quite resplendent this evening."

Eve smirked, her eyes raking over Debra's simple black mermaid dress, adorned only by an emerald necklace. "Well, my family spares no expense. Unlike some, despite their bankrupt families and imprisoned uncles, they still dare to show up so plainly."

Young and naive, she mistook Debra's understated elegance for simplicity.

Debra merely smiled. "You're radiant. I couldn't possibly compete. I'm sure all eyes will be on you tonight."

Eve preened, basking in the perceived compliment. Ashley grabbed her arm and said, "Let's go inside. No need to linger here."

"Yeah."

As they swept past, Ben frowned. "Madam, why tolerate her disrespect?"

Debra waved a dismissive hand. "This banquet is essentially Juan and Shelia's engagement announcement. Eve is dressed like she's the star of the show, not the supporting act. She's digging her own grave. There's no point in wrestling with her."

Entering the grand residence, Debra saw that Eve's couture gown had indeed become the center of attention. She must have spent a small fortune on it, and in any other setting, she might have shone brightly. But here, her choice would cost her dearly.

Oblivious to the subtle scorn, Eve sipped her wine, lapping up Ashley's praise.

"Eve, you look stunning in this dress. Everyone's eyes are on you. If Mr. McKinney were here, he'd be smitten."