Chapter 403

Isabella Langley's face turned deathly pale in an instant, her fingers unconsciously clutching the hem of her dress.

She whipped her head around to glare at Oliver Valrose.

"This can't be..."

A faint, almost imperceptible smile played at the corners of Evelyn Roland's lips, but her eyes remained icy cold.

Beads of sweat dotted Oliver Valrose's forehead.

"Surely you're joking, Miss Roland?"

The murmurs in the venue grew louder.

"Look at Mr. Valrose's expression..."

"Could he actually be lying?"

Several businessmen who had been standing near Oliver instinctively took half a step back.

Oliver's hands trembled slightly.

"How could Elder Chen possibly know her?"

"Don't forget who stands behind the Roland family."

A few middle-aged men tried to sound defiant, but their eyes darted nervously.

The atmosphere in the room grew increasingly tense.

The tide was turning.

Some began discreetly examining the photograph.

"This photo..."

"It does look rather suspicious..."

Evelyn's slender finger tapped lightly on her screen.

The sharp ringtone of a video call pierced the silence of the conference room.

Elder Chen shot to his feet.

His thermos clattered to the floor with a crisp sound.

"Elder Chen?"

"Silence!"

The old man's hands shook visibly.

The room fell deathly quiet.

Everyone held their breath.

"Project it! Now!"

Elder Chen's voice carried an urgency rarely heard.

His assistant fumbled with the equipment in a panic.

Evelyn's composed face appeared on the large screen.

"Elder Chen."

That single address made the entire room gasp in unison.