Chapter 884 -884: Who Dares to Lay a Finger on Her?
Xaviera Evansâ eyes turned cold. âLet go! Donât make me say it again.â
Murray Walter didnât notice the gradually chilling gaze of Xaviera. âYou slut! How dare you seduce my man! Have you slept with him? You bitch! Iâll kill you!â
A dull pain radiated from Xavieraâs wrist, turns out, Murray attempted to forcibly remove a jade bracelet from it. The bracelet fit snugly around her wrist. Tearing it off forcefully could harm her skin.
âYouâre asking for it!â Xavieraâs gaze darkened and an icy aura emanated from her. She abruptly seized Murrayâs rampaging hands.
Murrayâs rage was punctuated by a continuous refrain of âTake it off! You donât deserve to wear this bracelet, itâs mine!â
Soon, the noise in the private room attracted people outside, and the manager hurried over. Upon seeing Murray, he exclaimed, âSo, itâs Miss Walter!â
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Murray, her hair sticking to her face and her clothes soiled, pointed to Xaviera and bellowed, âThis woman stole my bracelet and splashed coffee at me! Make her apologize to me immediately and give me the bracelet!â
The manager took a glance at Xaviera, who was sitting on the sofa chair, and recognized something vaguely familiar about her but couldnât pinpoint her identity. However, Murray Walter was a well-known lady in Lokio. Although she had just arrived at Libanan, he could not afford to offend her. So he walked up to Xaviera promptly and said disapprovingly, âMiss, please return the bracelet to Miss Walter immediately.â
Xaviera glanced indifferently at the manager and snorted, âReview the surveillance footage. Letâs see who actually took whose bracelet.â
There was indeed surveillance inside the private room. The manager took one look at Murrayâs face and knew that the young madam was definitely in the wrong. Regardless of who had seized whose item, the final ownership would surely rest with Miss Walter. Otherwise, this lady wouldnât rest easy.
The manager put on a serious face immediately, âWhy make things difficult? While the situation hasnât escalated, return the bracelet to Miss Walter promptly. Or else, you would be the one to lose face.â
Xaviera slowly looked up, she was surprised that the manager of the Mamet Corporationâs restaurant turned out to be such a shameless person who was more inclined to oppress the weak.
She glanced coldly at Murray. She had never before seen someone so audacious, even when snatching othersâ belongings. The Hughes family truly knew how to pick, choosing the most disgraceful one out of many daughters of influential families.
As the manager sided with Murray, she grew more brazen and demanded, âLittle Bitch! Give me back the bracelet!â
Seeing Xaviera remain unmoved, the manager, wanting to ingratiate himself with Murray, was just about to snatch the bracelet himself. Just then, the door was pushed open abruptly.
âWho dares to touch her?â A chilling male voice echoed in everyoneâs ears and sent shivers down their spines. As the manager was just about to turn and reprimand âwhoever was so disrespectfulâ, he found himself staring into a pair of deeply cold eyes, prompting him to break out in a cold sweat. âMrâŠ. Mr. Russell.â
Julian Russellâs face was shrouded in a gloomy expression, his icy gaze fell on the manager, âWhat are you trying to do?â
The manager was startled, shivering with fright. The man standing before him was likely the next head of the Russell family, who currently held control over the Russell familyâs corporations in the Holy City. To offend Julian Russell would mean antagonizing the entire Russell family.
In recent times, Murrayâs brazen behavior could be attributed to the fact that she had been recognized as Julianâs grandfatherâs prospective granddaughter-in-law. Although Julian had no interaction with the Hughes family for years, this was, after all, his own granddad. He couldnât possibly go against his grandfatherâs wishes, which is why the manager had spoken up for Murray.
Now seeing Julianâs stern expression, the manager trembled as he tried to explain, âMr. Russell, this woman stole Miss Walterâs belonging. All I did was to retrieve Miss Walterâs item for her.â
Julian turned towards Xaviera sitting on the sofa chair, his gaze gradually softened. However, when he looked back at the manager, it returned to its icy demeanor. âWhat did she steal?â
The manager pointed to the bracelet on Xavieraâs wrist, âThis bracelet. Miss Walter claimed itâs hers.â
Xaviera glanced at Julian. His presence was regal. In the time they had not seen each other, her older cousin seemed to have matured. He spoke in a detached tone, âWhat evidence do you have to prove that she stole the item?â
The manager broke into a cold sweat, trembling with fear, âMiss Walter is a noble lady. She wouldnât slander this miss. Besides, the bracelet is evidently valuable. Only someone of Miss Walterâs status could wear such a piece.â
âAre you saying that Miss Evans is not worthy of wearing it?â Before Julian could finish, another male voice came from the door. It was then Xaviera noticed a young man standing behind Julian.