Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce! novel Chapter 507

After thinking for a while, the lady looked at her red nails and curved her lips. "In that case, go over and ask her what she’s here for. If she's here to win the Old Madam's favor so that she can remarry Mr. Flint, you can drive her away before the Old Madam arrives, right?"

Velma's eyes lit up. "Yes. That's a good idea.

Velma grabbed the lady's hand affectionately.

The lady's smile stiffened as she looked at Velma's fat, greasy hand, but in order not to expose her disgust, she took a deep breath to keep calm and restrained herself from throwing Velma's hand away.

The other ladies inwardly admired her perseverance and endurance.

"Velma, go and ask her." The lady urged, "If you don't go now, the Old Madam will come out later."

"You’re right. I'm going." Velma released the lady's hand, got up, and walked toward Sydney with an aggressive look.

Seeing Velma leave, the lady hurriedly opened her handbag, took out a handkerchief from it, and kept wiping her hand while saying in disgust, "She makes me feel sick!"

"Be quiet. Don't let her find out our plan. If she makes a scene, Mr. Flint will know that we've been tricking her out of money." Another lady hastily stopped her.

Hearing this, the lady immediately stopped wiping her hand, put away the handkerchief, and stood up. "I'll go to the bathroom to wash my hands."

After saying that, she left the hall.

Sydney was talking with Hunter.

Coincidentally, she had just come in when Hunter came over to talk to her.

The Old Madam, Luke, and his parents hadn't arrived, and she didn't want to get to know anyone else, so Hunter's arrival eased her boredom.

"Velma is coming over." Hunter saw Velma, frowned, and said to Sydney, "It seems she wants to make trouble for you."

"I know." Sydney shook the red wine glass, glanced at Velma, and took a sip, not at all afraid of Velma’s coming.

Velma stopped in front of Sydney with her legs slightly apart and arms on her hips.

She was plump and looked funny.

Sydney saw some of the guests laughing.

Velma was unaware of that, staring angrily at Sydney. "This is my family's banquet. How did you get in? Did you sneak in?"

'Sneak in?'

Sydney frowned and was about to speak.

Hunter said with displeasure, "Mrs. Flint, how can you say that? The security outside is so tight. Who can sneak in? Why don't you show us how to do it?"

"You..." Velma gave him a look, not daring to do anything to him.

After all, his family members were all officials.

These rich people were not willing to go up against officials. Velma, who was from an ordinary family, was even more afraid to do that. Since she had lived in the Flint family and led a rich life for more than ten years, she knew the officials were powerful.

Thus, even though Hunter's words made her feel unhappy, Velma could only vent her anger on Sydney. "How did you get in? If you don't tell me, I'll have the guards kick you out!"

Velma pointed at Sydney’s nose.

"Of course, I was invited in." Sydney glanced at Velma's finger and said in a

cold voice, "How else do you think I got in?"

"Invited in?" Velma sneered, "You must be lying to me. How could our family have invited you? You have had nothing to do with us since long ago."

"Why is that impossible?" Hunter pressed down Velma's hand. "Don't forget that Sydney is very close to the Old Madam.

Don't you think Sydney was invited?"