Her fingers lightly tapped the screen, and a text message quietly went out.
"Your daughter caught Tristan Lowell cheating, do you think she'll tell you?"
Yvonne Cheney was in a private room holding a champagne glass when her phone suddenly vibrated.
She looked down, and the message was clearly displayed before her eyes.
Her smile froze instantly.
Sure enough, this day had finally arrived.
But immediately, reason suppressed her emotions.
She didn't believe it.
Even if Tristan Lowell had some flirtations outside, he was always discreet and cautious.
How could he be so foolish as to create a scandal in such a public place?
This was, after all, the annual banquet in a top business circle, with a room full of business moguls, so many pairs of eyes keenly watching.
He had many friends in the business world, but also many enemies who'd seize any opportunity to act against him.
And to accurately stab him at this critical moment...
There was only one possibility.
Cora Lowell.
