She hadn’t even exerted that much effort when she tugged on Hannah’s sleeve.
This time, the guests weren’t so subtle with their reaction, and they erupted into laughter.
Hannah hadn’t been here for a full ten minutes, and she was a hot mess already. By the standards of high society, her image was well and truly ruined.
Joselyn lowered her head to hide her vicious smile. In truth, she had paid someone to tamper with Hannah’s dress beforehand. Her scheme involved humiliating Hannah in front of these distinguished guests.
She wanted to see if Hannah would still have the face to appear before them in the future.
“What are you planning to do?”
Wallace stood on the second floor landing, watching the scene unfold down the hall. He put his glass down and stopped Maloney, who had already turned to make his way downstairs.
Maloney glanced at Hannah near the entrance of the hall, being made a fool by the people around her. “I was the one who gave her that dress. Something seems to be wrong with it. I need to go and help her out.”
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“This isn’t the right time for you to swoop in and save the day. If she can’t salvage the situation by herself, then she isn’t worthy to be in this banquet.”
No sooner had Wallace finished speaking than Hannah sprang into action.
Without batting an eye, she completely pulled off the torn sleeve, then proceeded to rip off the other one. Then, she reached for her skirts and pulled, following the line of the initial tear.
“Ah!” Someone in the crowd cried out in surprise.
Hannah’s once floor-length, black evening gown was transformed into a chic, sleeveless dress that came to just below her knee. Given her already attractive figure, showing off more skin than usual only made people gawk at her in admiration.
Hannah glanced at the scrap fabric pooled at her feet and kicked it aside. Then she glared at Joselyn and said in a voice that only they could hear, “Is that all you can do?”
Joselyn had never expected Hannah to do what she did, especially not in front of a crowd of rich socialites. More to the point, she never imagined that what was supposed to be Hannah’s moment of humiliation only put the woman even more firmly in the spotlight!
Hannah walked around the banquet hall, not minding the stares that she got. She didn’t really care about these people or their opinions.
It wasn’t until she had grabbed a glass of wine that Winston came up next to her.
“Miss Moore.”
Hannah looked at him, her head cocked to the side. “Perfect timing.”
“Ah, I was with the boss just now. He asked me to come downstairs when he saw you enter the hall.”
Hannah let out a small, derisive chuckle. “So, he was probably watching everything from somewhere, right?”
Winston touched his nose. When Wallace had stopped Maloney from going to her, Winston was standing right next to him.
Hannah took in Winston’s reaction and knew she had hit the nail on the head. Not that she gave a damn. “Don’t be embarrassed. He only sees me as a tool, so I don’t really see him as my father, either.
It’s nothing more than a mutual transaction between us.”