Amid the uproar, Margot quietly stood in the corner.
She felt invisible as if the lively atmosphere around her had nothing to do with her at all.
After the cake was cut, cheerful piano music played, and handsome men and beautiful women gathered to enter the dance floor.
Maisie scanned the room and fixed her gaze on Margot. She walked over confidently, her face full of pride.
“How does it feel to have your spotlight stolen at your own birthday party, Gigi? You must feel frustrated, right?
“But there’s nothing you can do, I suppose. Dad, Mom, Charles, and Joey all spoil me more than you.
“So what if you’re the biological daughter? You’re still beneath me. Look at you, so helpless and pitiful,” she taunted.
Margot knew Maisie was deliberately provoking her, but her tears had long since dried up over the years.
She simply looked at Maisie with indifference.
Maisie continued for a while, but when she saw she wasn’t getting any response, she stomped her foot and left.
After sitting for so long, Margot began to feel tired and just wanted to go rest. After all, the real guest of honor at the birthday party wasn’t her, was it?
Just as she was about to leave, Maisie, surrounded by the crowd, suddenly shouted, “Ah, the necklace Joey gave me is missing! There’s a thief here!”
Margot turned around and, sure enough, saw Maisie’s bare neck. For some reason, an uneasy feeling suddenly surged within her.
Sure enough, the next moment, she saw Maisie crying, her eyes filled with tears. “Just now, I was talking to Gigi, and my necklace disappeared.
“Gigi, if you really liked it, you could have just asked me for it. Why did you steal it?”
As soon as the words were spoken, all eyes in the room turned toward Margot.
Margot took a deep breath and calmly met the malicious gazes directed at her, her voice steady.
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