Chapter 47: I'm wrong, please let me go!

"Let go of me!"

Coral was clutched backwards and her whole body fell back, her scalp tingling with pain.

"What's Ms. Coral so excited about? Oh, it's the birthday cake you haven't eaten yet, right? Here, I'll treat you."

Heloise smiled a pure and harmless smile, then slapped the uneaten cake in her hand onto her delicately made-up face and slowly wiped it away.

"Ah !!!!!"

Coral screamed out of control at the cake smashed in her face, her hands scrambling to wipe it off her face.

"Miss ThankGod, isn't this too much?" Brady stepped forward in distress.

Heloise glanced up at him and said slowly, "Oops, my hand slipped."

"..."

Did she call that a slip of the hand?

Brady's face turned blue, but there was nothing he could do about it, since he had made up his mind not to cross the border with the entire Clan ThankGod, the only thing he could do was to continue to tolerate his anger.

Coral, who had never been so humiliated before, had tears pouring down her face, which washed away her makeup and slid onto the sticky cake, and her face, which had been radiant, was now so bad that it didn't look like a human being.

Heloise returned her attention to Coral, her fingers clutched her hair hard, forcing her to look up, "Keep your eyes open and look at it clearly."

Coral had to open her eyes, only to see that the entire setup of the venue had been vandalized and demolished, all the flowers had been smashed to the ground and trampled into the mud, and all the food and wine on the tables had been swept to the floor.

Even the six-story cake tower was all pushed to the ground by the security guards.

It was a mess.

The supposedly luxurious and romantic birthday banquet was smashed completely.

"Does it look good?"

Heloise looked down at her.

Coral was trembling and looked at Heloise with tears in her eyes, "What do you, what do you want?"

"I just want to see you lose face, want to not let you feel good."

Heloise smiled frankly, grabbing her hair and forcing her to look at Bena and the group of fund trust babies again, "You must usually lead a life of drawing a circle of admires from these guys around you. Look, can you still have such a good life in the future?"

Coral looked over, Bena and her friends all stepped back, not daring to even look at her for fear of getting involved with her.

Coral closed her eyes, not wanting to look, she didn't want these people to face her downfall.

"Open your eyes and look!"

Heloise commanded her, with a stern look in her eyes.

Her voice was soft, like the water of a mountain stream, clean, but cold to the bone, freezing.

Coral shuddered again at the yell and had to open her eyes to see the most awkward and undignified scene she had ever experienced in her life.

"Bang!"

There was a loud sound.

Several of the gowns Coral had been preparing to change into for the evening were all thrown in front of her, their skirts ripped into pieces of cloth and stuck to the wine and food that littered the floor.

Brady stood aside, looking at his daughter being treated like this. His heart was very unbearable, forcing out a smile towards Heloise, "Miss ThankGod, today my daughter indeed overdid it, another day I will definitely prepare a generous gift to bring her to your door to apologize."

Coral looked shaking even more, sniffing and then choking, "ThankGod, Miss ThankGod, I'm wrong, please let me go ... I'll give you a priceless gift to make amends."

Staying there for one more moment, her dignity would be insulted for one more inch.

"Is this too much to bear?" Heloise let out a low laugh, a pair of eyes staring at her, "Do you also feel trampled and insulted?"

"I ..."

Coral couldn't speak.

Heloise slowly lowered her head, her lips attached to her ear, "Coral, you brought all of this suffering on yourself today. Originally, you could have had a smooth birthday party, but you must be deliberately teasing me."

"I was wrong, Miss ThankGod."

Coral apologized through her tears.

"Do you think you're extra smart? For your information, I knew that the boy with the silver hair had a crush on you, I got him to get the false ID card on purpose, and I also purposely provoked you into actively messing with me." Heloise whispered into her ear.

At that, Coral sat on her knees and looked at her with wide eyes in shock, "What, what do you mean? Who the hell are you?"

"You guess."

Heloise laughed, an innocent and moving smile, her eyes seeming to have stars embedded in them.

Coral was messed up, staring at her blankly.

What the hell was that supposed to mean?

Who the hell was she?

Heloise? Or Spicy ThankGod?

Coral fell to her knees and grabbed her hand with some excitement, "You're Heloise, right? If you were Spicy ThankGod, you wouldn't be so intent on dealing with me!"

"Heloise? Who is Heloise?"

Heloise looked at her with a puzzled expression, and then at the group of rich guys present.

As soon as the words left her mouth, Brady lifted his leg and kicked Coral in the face.

His daughter was really an intellectually challenged thing, talking about Heloise in front of so many rich kids in PHOENIXFELL Capital, in front of the descendants of the ThankGod's family. Was she going to make the whole PHOENIXFELL Empire know that the Brook's had raised a foster daughter to protect his daughter from disaster?

Heloise took the opportunity to let go.

Coral was kicked so hard that her whole body fell to the ground, her hair was disheveled, and as soon as she looked up, she saw Brady with a face of full-blown anger, and her mind went blank for a while.

She didn't dare to speak again.

She was already humiliated to the extreme today.

Seeing this, Heloise understood that if she beat Coral to the bone with pain again, Coral wouldn't dare to open her mouth to speak.

The entire venue was already in a mess.

This birthday banquet was so impressive that Coral could remember it until the day she died.

"That's it for today." Heloise stood up slowly and methodically, looking at Brady and said, "Councilor Brook, you should take care of your daughter. As a councillor, how are you serving the citizens if you can't even educate your own daughter?"

"..."

Brady's face went a shade of green and white at the remark.

After saying that, Heloise then looked down at Coral, who was in a mess, and smiled, "However, no matter what, this cake is still very good today, so I will wish Ms. Coral many happy returns of the day!"

She said the last sentence as slowly and sarcastically as she could.

"..."

These words were so irritating to the ear that Coral's face went purple as she listened.

After saying her words, Heloise turned around and headed out the door, and the rich sons who had been standing in a pile were busy splitting into two columns, clearing a path for her.

Heloise stepped onto the empty path and walked out at leisure.

All eyes fell on her.

The pure white dress she was wearing at the moment resembled a war uniform, highlighting her noble and cold aura.

The gear set at the top of the door was suddenly turned on, and pink petals and balloons flew from the sky.

It seemed like it was raining flowerily.

The petals fell on Heloise's shoulders, hair, and skirt, incredibly beautiful.

But she didn't stop at half a step, didn't even brush them off, stepped on the balloons under her feet with an unchanged expression, and continued to walk forward, disappearing step by step in front of the venue.

...

There was a ten-minute-long silence throughout the venue.

Brady wore a dirty look on his face to help Coral. Coral suddenly realized something important, and she grabbed him, "Dad, who the hell is she? She just talked to me ..."

"Stop talking, Heloise isn't like that."

Brady wouldn't let her talk too much and just picked Coral up off the floor in a cross-body hug.

"But Dad, if she was Heloise and she didn't die, it would have been us who died." Coral said with some agitation, "Do you see how much I've suffered since she showed up?"

Heloise was born on the same day as Coral, and Heloise was born to keep her out of trouble.