Victoria's smile stiffened—she hadn't expected such a cold reception—but she didn't dare push it. She followed Ethan obediently back to their seats.
The moment they sat down, all eyes turned to me.
"What about the young madam of the Gilbert family? She hasn't given a gift yet, right?"
"What did Miss Ye prepare for the old man?"
"If Miss Donaldson rushed to present a painting, then Miss Shen's gift must be even more valuable, right?"
I took a deep breath and slowly rose from my corner, walking step by step toward the front of the hall.
Better to take this chance to cut all ties.
I took the microphone from the host and said, word by word:
"Thank you to all the guests for taking the time to attend the chairman's birthday banquet."
"Today, besides offering birthday wishes, I also have one thing to announce—Ethan Gilbert and I are getting divo—"
Before I could finish, the floor beneath me began to shake violently.
"Earthquake!"
Someone screamed it first, and then the banquet hall erupted into chaos.
Guests fled in all directions, screaming, tables and chairs knocked crooked or overturned entirely.