Chapter 275: Face-Slapping, Ophelia Warren is Disgraced and Ruined

Chapter 275: Chapter 275: Face-Slapping, Ophelia Warren is Disgraced and Ruined

"Ugh, with a brother like that, Sienna Everett sure has it rough!"

"And don’t forget the Ancient Painting! Miles Everett stubbornly insisted on restoring it with Ophelia Warren, and they ruined it. Sienna Everett was the one who swooped in and saved it! Honestly, if you ask me, Sienna Everett should just cut ties with the Everett Family. The farther away she is from them, the better!"

...

With the surveillance footage thrown in her face so blatantly, Ophelia Warren could no longer make any excuses.

Listening to the crowd’s jeers and angry curses, Ophelia Warren’s face drained of all color. The sharp, piercing voices made her stumble back in distress. She felt as if she were nailed to a cross of shame, with nowhere to hide.

’These people are all cursing me... and praising Sienna Everett...’

’Why...’

’Why!!!’

’Sienna Everett!!!’

’What right do you have to live!!!’

Ophelia Warren glared at Sienna Everett, her eyes filled with a ferocious, twisted resentment.

She had been trained by Uncle Dunn since childhood, learning so many skills for the sole purpose of defeating Sienna Everett, yet in the end...

Hearing the crowd’s taunts and ridicule, Miles Everett walked over to Sienna Everett. He looked at her, flustered and anxious. "Sienna, I... I need to talk to you..."

Sienna Everett felt disgusted at the sight of him. Not wanting to hear a single word of his nonsense, she turned to leave.

Panicked, Miles Everett instinctively reached out to block her path, his eyes pleading.

"Sienna, I was wrong about you. When I saw the recording exposed online, I didn’t believe you. Later, when I was hiding around the corner in the hallway and heard what Ophelia Warren said, I still didn’t believe you..."

"If I had been willing to believe you those first two times, I wouldn’t have been framed by Ophelia Warren today, and I wouldn’t have had to wait until today to see her true colors..."

"And this Ancient Painting, it’s thanks to you that it was saved. If you hadn’t been here, this Ancient Painting would have truly been destroyed..."

’If such a precious and rare cultural relic had been lost because of me, I would never be able to forgive myself.’

Miles Everett closed his eyes in regret. When he opened them again, the corners were moist. "Sienna, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have..."

Keith Sterling glanced at Sienna Everett’s face and saw how impatient she was. He immediately interrupted Miles Everett, exasperated:

"What’s the use of saying sorry now? Do you think a single ’sorry’ can erase all the past harm? And that painting—Sienna Everett only restored it because it’s a cultural relic. It has nothing to do with you!"

Hearing this, Miles Everett’s face filled with shame. He wanted to argue but couldn’t, because everything Keith Sterling said was the truth.

Keith Sterling narrowed his eyes, his expression full of contempt and arrogance:

"Miles Everett, the truth was right in front of you twice, and you refused to believe it. It wasn’t until today, when you yourself were framed by Ophelia Warren, that you finally felt the pain. You don’t know what pain is until the knife is in your own skin, is that it?!"

"If you hadn’t been framed by Ophelia Warren today, you would have just kept on believing her and not Sienna Everett, wouldn’t you!"

The deafening words hit him, and Miles Everett’s heart suddenly tightened. It felt as if a hand was gripping his throat, suffocating him.

’No, it’s not like that.’

’But what right do I have to deny it?’

’Even I don’t know... if Ophelia Warren hadn’t dragged my name through the mud today, how would I have treated Sienna Everett in the future?’

Miles Everett’s mind was in chaos. He looked at Sienna Everett in a panic, wanting to explain, wanting to reach out and grab her sleeve. "Sienna, I..."

Expressionless, Sienna Everett shook off Miles Everett’s hand as if she were flinging away trash.

She spoke slowly, her voice as cold as the unmelting ice at the bottom of a deep pool:

"Miles Everett, I cut ties with the Everett Family a long time ago. That includes you. From now on, don’t bother me. And stay out of my sight."

Miles Everett’s breath hitched. His outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and he stared blankly at Sienna Everett. He opened his mouth to say something, but his throat was tight with a painful lump, making it impossible to speak.

’Sienna...’

’My sister...’

’She doesn’t want to acknowledge me anymore...’

Chief Ford watched this scene, sighing internally. ’This Miles Everett deserved it,’ he thought.

He didn’t pay much attention to online matters, so he didn’t know what else Sienna Everett had been through. Now, seeing her decisive and no-nonsense attitude, his admiration for her grew.

’I wonder if Sienna Everett has a boyfriend.’

’If not, I must introduce my friend’s grandson to her. In terms of looks and ability, they’d be a perfect match!’

Just then, Keith Sterling’s phone rang. He pulled it out and saw it was a call from his older brother.

Keith Sterling quickly stepped aside, answering with a grin, "Hey, bro, what’s up?"

And what do you know, his brother’s first question was about Sierra. "I just tried calling your sister-in-law, but her phone is off?"

Keith Sterling scratched his head. "Her battery probably died."

Julian Forrester asked, "It’s so late, and she’s not back yet?"

At the mention of this, Keith Sterling immediately got excited. "Because this Ancient Painting was so hard to restore, it took until tonight to finish! Bro, you have no idea, my mind was blown today! I saw so many amazing things..."

Julian Forrester interrupted drily, "I was asking about your sister-in-law."

Keith Sterling: "..."

’Ugh, putting his girl before his brother. Again!’

Keith Sterling reported back while whining playfully, "Sierra is fine! I’ve been watching over her the whole time! No one would dare bully her, you can rest assured!"

After a few more words, he hung up. Keith Sterling let out a pathetic burp, completely stuffed from all their public displays of affection!

The damaged Ancient Painting had been successfully restored by Sienna Everett, who had saved the day. Chief Ford found himself liking this young woman more and more, his face full of smiles. But when he turned his head and saw Miles Everett and Ophelia Warren in the distance, his brow furrowed seriously.

’The one who damaged the Ancient Painting was Ophelia Warren. Not only did she show no remorse, but she lied viciously and slandered others. And with the previously exposed recording incident and secretly hiring people to harm Sienna Everett... she’s likely broken the law. I hear she’s a celebrity. How can someone like that be an idol?’

Chief Ford snorted in displeasure. He turned to the crowd and carefully instructed, "I must ask everyone to please keep what happened today confidential for the time being. After the state banquet next week, everything will be disclosed to the public."

Everyone, of course, understood. After all, this was a matter of national importance and couldn’t be taken lightly.

Over the next two or three days, observant netizens noticed that all of Ophelia Warren’s previous commercials had been pulled. Even her scenes from a TV series she had a guest role in were deleted. What happened? Was she blacklisted?

Gossip-loving netizens buzzed around like headless flies, asking questions everywhere, but no one knew anything, and they couldn’t find any answers.

「In the blink of an eye, the day of the state banquet arrived.」

The president of Yesteria was visiting Celestria and would be admiring Celestria’s evocative Ancient Painting, "The maple forest is dyed in autumn colors," at the state banquet.

Because Sienna Everett had restored this Ancient Painting, she and Director Jarvis from the National Museum were invited to the VIP lounge next to the state banquet hall as a precaution. Should any unexpected issues arise, they could be resolved promptly.

Sienna Everett sat on the sofa, calmly observing her surroundings. Both in the lounge and in the hallway outside, soldiers stood guard every few steps. The atmosphere was extremely solemn.

After the state banquet, Chief Ford walked over, beaming. "Sierra, the banquet was a complete success! The president of Yesteria absolutely loved ’The maple forest is dyed in autumn colors.’ I showed him photos of the Ancient Painting when it was damaged and after it was restored. He found it incredible and wants to meet you, the Holy Hand Restorer!"

Sienna Everett was surprised. ’The president of Yesteria wants to see me?’

’And "Holy Hand Restorer"?’

Director Jarvis was overjoyed, his voice rising in excitement. "Miss Everett, the president of Yesteria wants to meet you! This is an incredibly rare opportunity!"

It had to be said, Sienna Everett’s ability to restore cultural relics was so remarkable that it had captured the admiration of a nation’s president.

Sienna Everett rose calmly and followed Chief Ford to the adjacent banquet hall.

The banquet hall was spacious and brightly lit. There weren’t many people in sight, but Sienna knew there were certainly many bodyguards and security personnel protecting them from the shadows.

Sienna Everett walked in and saw an older, blond-haired, blue-eyed man who carried the air of someone in a high position of power.

Seeing Sienna Everett enter, the man was surprised for a moment. In slightly broken Celestian, he said, "You... you’re..."

A secretary general standing nearby promptly explained, "Mr. President, this is Miss Sienna Everett, the restorer of the Ancient Painting ’The maple forest is dyed in autumn colors.’"

The president smiled in pleasant surprise. "I know her! Isn’t she Kian, the chief designer for G.Y.? My wife loves the clothes she designs! I had no idea that Kian was also a top-tier restorer of cultural relics!"

Sienna Everett raised a slight eyebrow. ’So that’s why.’

Chief Ford, standing to the side, was stunned. ’This young woman, Sienna Everett, is truly something else!’

Watching Sienna Everett converse with the president of Yesteria, Chief Ford had originally assumed that in such a momentous setting, facing the president of a nation, Sienna Everett would be reserved and nervous, perhaps even scared and intimidated.

Unexpectedly, Sienna Everett showed not a trace of timidness. From start to finish, she was composed and calm. Her graceful, elegant, and natural demeanor seemed to flow from her very bones.

’I have to admit,’ Chief Ford thought, ’at her age, I definitely didn’t have her kind of poise.’

Beyond just admiration, Chief Ford now felt a new level of respect for the young woman Sienna Everett.

In the end, the president of Yesteria, caught up in the conversation and mindful that his wife loved the dresses designed by Sienna Everett while he himself loved the Ancient Painting she restored, enthusiastically invited Sienna Everett for a photograph.

Sienna Everett readily agreed.

After they took the photo, the president of Yesteria warmly shook Sienna Everett’s hand.

After leaving the banquet hall, Sienna Everett and Chief Ford returned to the VIP lounge together.

Chief Ford’s eyes were full of praise. "Sierra, you’ve achieved so much at such a young age. This old man is truly humbled!"

’A pity my grandson already has a girlfriend,’ Chief Ford thought. ’If he didn’t, I’d definitely have him try to woo Sierra!’

"Oh, by the way, Sierra, while you were talking with the president of Yesteria, there was a dedicated camera crew filming the whole time. Those clips should be on the national news tonight!"

Sienna Everett blinked. ’I’m going to be on the news?’

’The national news, no less?’

’I should tell Julian Forrester later, so he remembers to watch for me on TV.’

...

That evening, the news of the Yesterian president’s visit to Celestria and his admiration for Celestria’s Ancient Painting, "The maple forest is dyed in autumn colors," became a trending topic online.

Amidst the flood of online information, a marketing account broke a story: the Ancient Painting "The maple forest is dyed in autumn colors" was originally in terrible condition and was only successfully displayed at the state banquet after being restored. And the person who restored this ancient painting, they claimed, was none other than Ophelia Warren!

Gossip-loving netizens were shocked and flooded the comments: [OP, are you for real? Ophelia Warren restored it? Holy crap, that’s amazing!]