Inheritance of Two Trillion

Chapter 1566: Chapter 1329: Angry Andrew

The dazzling goddess of the evening, Milos, had transformed at this moment into a frantic madwoman.

To be honest, it really wasn’t her lacking poise.

Any woman, dressed beautifully, being reduced to such a state under the gaze of all, would lose her mind.

The beautiful blonde updo of Milos, soaked through by a mix of red wine, grape wine, and cocktails, became a soggy, sticky mess, limp and hanging on her head.

The liquor trickled down her fair, exquisitely made-up face, dripping onto her ample, white bosom.

The custom-fitted, outrageously expensive evening gown of Milos was now marred with stains.

The worst part was, a slit originally made by Harrison’s accidental step had, in the ensuing chaos, torn open, revealing Milos’s white, bare thigh.

Truth be told, Bai Xiaosheng would have been better off not saving her earlier.

With this "rescue," Milos’s image was thoroughly "destroyed."

Looking around, she felt like a knife piercing her heart as the men stared at her with odd expressions while the women, covering their mouths in surprise, wore schadenfreude looks on their faces.

This feeling was akin to her falling from a high and mighty goddess directly into the muddy squalor of a beggar.

How could she tolerate this!

Furthermore, when Milos saw that the culprit responsible for her plight was Bai Xiaosheng.

She completely snapped.

To hell with etiquette!

To hell with composure!

She was going to kill that man, and she was going to do it now!

With an infuriated and shrill scream of "I’ll kill you," Milos charged at Bai Xiaosheng.

Bai Xiaosheng’s face instantly changed in shock, quickly saying, "Sh...."

Before he could even say the word "calm," he saw Milos already stepping on her dress’s hem and down she went.

Bai Xiaosheng wanted to catch her, but hesitated for fear of making things worse with good intentions.

With just a moment of hesitation, Milos had already face-planted on the ground.

The state was so miserable that even Bai Xiaosheng couldn’t bear to look...

A gasp echoed around the room.

Resurfacing from the ground, Milos clutched her legs, breaking down and sobbing uncontrollably where she sat.

Her appearance was heart-wrenching as she cried in grief and injustice.

What was supposed to be a decent attendance at a gala had turned out this way!

Especially on the day that was the largest and richest in history. From now on, her reputation across half of Europe was sure to precede her!

How was she to live from now on!

Milos cried her heart out, and Bai Xiaosheng found himself at a loss.

He couldn’t stand seeing a woman cry.

Lin Weiwei, Lei Ying, and Harrison stood dumbstruck at the scene.

Things happened too fast, a rapid succession of "tragedies" unfolding too quickly, too unexpectedly, leaving them overwhelmed.

They could say nothing.

Simply put, whenever Bai Xiaosheng met Milos, it was a calamity, much like the notorious Halley’s Comet—also known as a "bad luck star"...

Harrison regained his senses, hurriedly stepped forward, bent down, and in a low, trembling voice said, "Miss Milos, let me take you to change your clothes."

"Get lost!" Milos yelled furiously, clutching her knees. noveldrama

Startling Harrison, who backed away quickly, glaring daggers at Bai Xiaosheng.

This is your fault, you have to take responsibility!

That was exactly what Harrison’s eyes conveyed.

Bai Xiaosheng, being perceptive, naturally understood.

Bai Xiaosheng felt helpless too.

Just a moment ago, he genuinely meant well, yet inexplicably, bad luck befell this alluring Western woman...

At this moment, Bai Xiaosheng tried stepping forward half a step.

Milos immediately pointed a finger at him, shrieking, "What are you doing! Don’t come over!"

Bai Xiaosheng had no choice but to step back.

Around them, guests began to murmur and point.

This couldn’t go on.

Lin Weiwei stepped forward, heading over.

Initially, Milos glared at her with hostility; this woman must be in cahoots with that man!

She was instinctively on guard.

In truth, about the matters on the plane, the more Lin Weiwei thought about it after returning, the more something felt off.

Milos’s attitude towards Bai Xiaosheng was incredibly unfriendly, even hostile.

Was it really as Bai Xiaosheng said, she was ’unwell’?

Additionally, when Lei Ying disembarked, he gave a warning look to a large black man, and the man’s gaze was one of fear.

These were all suspicious points.

During lunch this afternoon, under Lin Weiwei’s careful probing, she finally got a general understanding of the situation.

To be frank, Lin Weiwei didn’t feel comfortable around Milos.

But at this moment, seeing her so miserably, Lin Weiwei’s sympathy was ignited.

Furthermore, if she didn’t help, Bai Xiaosheng would find it hard to escape the embarrassing situation.

So, Lin Weiwei approached her.

Reaching Milos, Lin Weiwei squatted down, in a gentle voice, she said softly, "Your name is Milos, isn’t it? Sitting here crying won’t help, come with me to change your clothes. I’ll help you freshen up. Although many guests have arrived, no important figures are here yet, do you want them to witness this scene?"

Lin Weiwei appealed to her emotions and reasons.

Finally, Milos hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Lin Weiwei helped her up, turned her head to Harrison and said, "Does your lady have clothes? Go get a set. We’ll wait by the restroom and tidy up a bit."

"Yes, yes. I’ll go right away, won’t take long!" Harrison nodded profusely, giving Lin Weiwei a grateful look.

There’s a spare gown in the car, along with matching shoes. I’ll bring them over quickly.