CHAPTER 45: CHAPTER 45: YOUR SEAT? IT’S MINE NOW

"Seraphina, I’m sorry..."

It’s true he’s the head of the Shaw Family, but he’s powerless to rescue Seraphina from the pit.

"No need to apologize, it’s all my business. Haven’t you always wanted to repay me? Today’s your chance."

Seraphina stretched lazily, speaking without a hint of embarrassment.

When Seraphina gave orders, Hector Shaw showed no sign of displeasure.

Hector had long been accustomed to Seraphina’s unrestrained personality, even appreciated it, finding it far better than businessmen who twist their words endlessly.

Mia was waiting outside with other wealthy heirs, while Serena’s face turned pale, praying fervently, "That lunatic is just lying, just lying."

Seraphina must be lying.

She’d been thrown into the forbidden zone for three years without any contact with the outside world; how could she be connected with the head of the Shaw Family?

A group of people, each with their own thoughts, restless, as the door to the dressing room finally opened.

Nathan Ayers couldn’t help but look too, as Seraphina walked to the center of the dance floor, the patterns on her dark green evening gown flowing like a fairy out of a painting.

President Fuller followed her obsequiously, undoubtedly ready to kneel down and retrieve her shoe if she lost it the next moment.

It’s clear what’s happening now.

Seraphina was indeed not lying.

She truly held a debt of gratitude with the head of the Shaw Group. Even if she went straight to the south, the executives there would treat her with the same respect President Fuller showed her now.

Seraphina walked to the main seat, originally prepared by Mia for herself, adorned with flowers and silk like a throne.

Mia was furious; Seraphina had ruined her banquet, smashed a doll, and now snatched her throne – did she even acknowledge her presence?

Serena and her girlfriends finally felt fear, watching the scared girls around her shrink back, Mia couldn’t help but roll her eyes: "Stand up."

"Your seat?"

Mia nodded arrogantly.

Seraphina sighed lightly, leaning against the seat’s back: "It’s mine now."

"You!"

Mia gritted her teeth, then calmed down to address President Fuller: "President Fuller, you need sharper eyes. If any random person can claim they’ve helped Mr. Shaw, how is your Kaelor Hotel going to face the public?"

President Fuller chuckled coldly: "Our business practices don’t need Miss Redgrave’s guidance, and whether Miss Shaw helped Mr. Shaw is not for you to comment on."

"I can absolutely comment! No one knows her better than I do!"

Mia couldn’t care less about decorum, focused only on venting her anger.

Moreover, how couldn’t she know who Seraphina was, what she’d been through all these years?

Just a lowly beast sent in her place to die! A woman who should have died in the forbidden zone years ago!

"Is that so?" Seraphina, sitting on the throne, chuckled casually, "Tell me, what do you know about me?"

Mia was speechless.

She couldn’t possibly say she personally sent Seraphina to the forbidden zone, could she?

"Don’t think that no one knows what kind of lowlife you are. How did you escape from the forbidden zone? Where are the handcuffs? Hurry up and confess!"

"Mia..." Seraphina laughed coldly, "Since when did the Redgrave Family raise a daughter with such abilities?"

President Fuller hadn’t climbed to his position without some vision, realizing Seraphina was angry, he quickly ordered: "Shut this lunatic up, don’t sully Miss Shaw’s ears."

Two security guards moved in response, grabbing Mia and forcing her to kneel on the ground.

Serena and Mia’s other girlfriends retreated silently, wary of being dragged in next.

A group of wealthy heirs, too afraid to utter a word.

Mia’s face turned red with anger, struggling and screaming, her elegance as the Redgrave Family’s heiress gone.

"President Fuller, are you mad? I’m an heiress of the Redgrave Family! Your honorable guest! You’re laying hands on me for a lunatic!"

"Ha, the Redgrave Group? Isn’t the Redgrave Family surviving thanks to Jonathan Redgrave’s status as a councilman? From what I know, Jonathan desperately needs support from various forces, and he can’t afford to offend the Shaw Family!" President Fuller paused, "Besides, Miss Redgrave instigated the trouble first, with all these people and evidence, it’s certain Miss Redgrave is at fault."

Mia was instantly speechless.

"Bang!"

Everyone’s focus was drawn to the loud noise; Serena had already knelt on the floor: "Miss Shaw, I was wrong before, listening to Mia’s nonsense, and I did those wrong things. I’m so sorry to you!"

Serena’s family wasn’t as powerful as the Redgrave Family; how could she dare offend the Shaw Family?

Serena was trembling with fear, faced with the savior benefactor of the Shaw Family’s ruler; how did she dare act as she did moments ago?

The girl’s meticulously styled hair was now disheveled, losing any trace of a wealthy daughter’s refinement.

"Oh?"

Seraphina feigned confusion, looking at Mia: "Your good friend has kept her promise, is Miss Mia planning to renege?"

"You lunatic, do you think saying a couple of lies will fool everyone? Want me to kneel to you? Lunatic!"

Mia refused to admit she was at a disadvantage now.

How could this happen? How could Seraphina be so superior now? She only deserved to live under Mia’s good graces!

Yet here she was, not only physically suppressed but by her dignity, crushed under this pressure, gasping, angrily watching Seraphina.

How could this happen?

On what grounds?

Seraphina glanced at President Fuller.

He instantly grasped her intention, signaling the guards pressing Mia, their police batons about to strike Mia’s shin just as a messy commotion was heard.

Everyone was drawn to the noise, seeing Councilman Redgrave arrive with his bodyguards, pushing past the crowd of heirs, looking towards the main seat.

Sitting there was Seraphina, the one who should have died in the forbidden zone three years ago.

Jonathan gritted his teeth; this little wretch hadn’t died after all.

Three years in the forbidden zone, yet she managed to survive and emerge, quite lucky indeed!

Seraphina didn’t avoid eye contact, a faint smile hung on her lips, as if willing to see what they would conjure next.

Wasn’t this her foster father? More accurately, her former foster father.

"Daddy!"

Mia, pressed by the guards and struggling, tearfully called upon seeing Jonathan: "Daddy! You finally came! This dead woman wants me to kowtow to her!"

"Watch your mouth; she’s the Shaw Group’s benefactor!"

President Fuller, not caring if Jonathan was present or not, walked up and kicked Mia, nearly making her kneel.

Mr. Shaw instructed that today, no matter who arrived, Miss Shaw was the most important.

Moreover, since Miss Shaw’s surname was also Shaw, perhaps she truly was a Shaw heiress lost outside; he had to be cautious in serving her.

No one could guess that Miss Shaw was named just because of a box of fries.

"Daddy!"

Mia cried out in pain, shrieking desperately for Jonathan.

Jonathan finally shifted attention to his treasured daughter, frowning slightly at President Fuller: "Hello, may I ask what Mona did wrong that your hotel neglects basic hospitality and acts so harshly?"