The guests were left in shock, their jaws almost hitting the floor. They never expected Charlotte Sutton to turn and flee, an action which directly proved that she was not the true eldest daughter of the Sutton Estate.
This explosive news would likely spread among all the major families, even if not a single reporter was present.
The old master gripped his cane tightly, restraining himself from giving a slap.
He glanced at Quiana Sutton, who was casually swirling her wine glass, and at Simon Storm, whose expression was unreadable. He snorted coldly, stood up, and headed in the direction Charlotte had fled.
Charlotte fled back to her room, sat on the edge of the bed, and began crying uncontrollably. The old master knocked on the door a few times, and seeing no response, he grew worried and pushed the door open.
