The guests were shocked by the sudden coldness and sternness of Alexandre Montfort. They had a hunch that this matter might not be as simple as Victoire Wentworth had described. What if Victoire Wentworth was lying...
In an instant, everyone tensed up, and countless pairs of eyes focused on Victoire Wentworth.
Alarmed bells rang loudly in Victoire Wentworth's heart. Her eyes flickered, and she said hesitantly, "Could it be that I remembered wrongly..."
Alexandre Montfort retracted his gaze and said in a cold voice, "The last person who deceived me is now ashes in a small box..."
Victoire Wentworth stiffened. She quickly changed her words, "Young Master Montfort, it wasn't given to me by you personally. It was..."
Could it be given by one of his subordinates? Victoire Wentworth glanced
