The Billionaire Ex-Wife and the Beggar He Became novel Chapter 71

Winona was speechless.

Without another word, the two security guards seized her by the arms and began dragging her out.

Every pair of eyes at the charity gala bore into her, sharp and cold as needles.

As she was hauled toward the exit, Winona spotted Xander in the crowd.

The look Xander gave her said it all: *You brought this on yourself.* Yet, beneath the judgment, there was a fleeting trace of pity, the kind reserved for the hopeless.

Then she saw Mackenzie.

Mackenzie's gaze was far colder—merciless, even. His lips curled into a poisonous smile as he watched her get dragged away, relishing every moment of her humiliation.

Just as she was shoved through the doors, Winona caught sight of one more familiar face.

Yves Prescott.

His expression was different from the others. There was no righteous condemnation like Xander's, nor any cruel delight like Mackenzie's. Instead, Yves looked at her as if she were nothing more than an unsightly stain—something to be brushed away.

He didn't look angry. In fact, there was almost a faint smile playing on his lips. But somehow, that made it all the more chilling.

Their eyes met. Yves gave a lazy, dismissive smile.

One of his well-heeled friends nudged him. "What's the story, Yves? You know that woman?"

Yves let out a self-deprecating chuckle. "Can you believe I let her talk circles around me?"

He remembered when Winona first told him, with perfect confidence, that she was the developer behind the senior living project Wesley had recommended. And he'd believed her—after all, it was Wesley who'd made the introduction.

But now, the truth was plain.

He'd been fooled by this reckless, audacious woman.

"Huh?" His friend looked confused.

"Forget it. When the donation part starts, cover for me, will you?" Yves muttered before striding out of the ballroom.

Just outside, he found Winona sitting on the ground, shoved aside by the security guards.

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