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Moore Mat and Mag Evans quickly arrived in the hall.

Seeing the two erge, the reporters imdiately picked up their caras and began to shoot.

Seeing who was sitting in the crowd, Moore was overjoyed. Apart from the Har couple, there were several prominent businessn who had donated to Libanan University.

The principal, his face beaming, introduced, “Ladies and gentlen, this is Mr. Mat, our donor.”

“Since all of you have made contributions to our university, I suggest we take a commorative photo together,” he said.

Everyone stood up and enthusiastically shook hands with Moore Mat.

“What a precocious hero!” one said. “Mr. Mat, despite his youth, has demonstrated such generosity, donating 80 million dollars in one fell swoop!

This is the second-largest donation in our history, with the first being Mr.

Caleb Mat who generously donated 200 million dollars in a single instance!”

When they organized themselves for the group photo, Moore and Mag stood to one side, and people finally noticed that Moore Mat had brought a female companion

“Mr. Mat,” a man beside Mr. Har asked uncertainly, “Who is this lady?”

Moore, all smiles, introduced, “This is my fiancée Mag Evans. We are co-donors for this building. She’s a student at Libanan University and also a popular celebrity.”

Although the Evans family was not as wealthy as the Mat family, people generally respected Mag as a celebrity.

But to Moore Mat’s surprise everyone’s expressions seed a little strange.

Feeling awkward, Moore was silent, while Mag held her lips tightly.

Could it be they look down on celebrities? That shouldn’t be the case! Madam Har was an actress herself, and was currently filming a movie.

Just then, one of the businessn spoke up, “Your fiancée… wasn’t she soone else before?”

Madam Har narrowed her eyes, “Just a short while ago, I heard that Mr. Mat was about to marry his fiancée. When did you switch partners?”

The whisperings were rather quiet, and Moore and Mag didn’t quite catch what was being said, but the sharp-eared reporters did.

The scene was caught on cara and transmitted to the screens that were broadcasting live.

The chats on the live screen paused for a mont, then soone asked: [Isn’t Moore Mat’s fiancée the woman from before, so does that an Mag is second in line?]

Mag’s fans imdiately defended her: [There must be a mistake, Mag is Mr. Moore’s fiancée!]

If it were gossip from an ordinary spectator, they might have doubted it, but knowing who Madam Har was, why would she slander Mag and Moore?

After they had taken the photo, a furious shout suddenly erupted from afar: “Xaviera Evans! How dare you show your face here!”

Lily Ross pointed at Xaviera and yelled: “You shaless bitch! Mr. Mat does not fancy you at all, yet you insist on clinging onto him! Can’t you live without a man?”

Everyone looked disgusted, their gazes diverted to the entrance.

Xaviera, dressed in a long skirt, walked in leisurely with an indifferent expression, glanced at Yigol Mat, and then at Madam Har.

It was then that a few people had a sudden realization, “This Miss Evans, she seems familiar?”

Lily sneered coldly: “Xaviera! You really are sothing! First, you seduced Mr. Mat, and that was not enough, now you are also entangled with Mr. Salma, you shaless woman!”

Mr. Salma seed to be deep in thought: “Where have I seen Miss Evans

before?”

Madam Salma nodded in agreent: “Exactly, I feel the sa.”

Lily continued her tirade: “Mag, there’s no need to cover up for your sister. To her, n and money co first. At the sight of a man, she is ready to lure him!” Mag spoke softly: “Lily, stop it.”

“I will not stop! Xaviera is a ho-wrecker, seducing Mr. Mat. Why are you keeping her secret? You’ve been with Mr. Mat for years, and she’s always sched against you. If it wasn’t for Mr. Mat’s love for you…” “Lily, don’t talk about my sister like that,” Mag interjected.

“My sister does indeed like Moore, and she wanted to take my place in marrying him. But she is not a loose woman, do not talk nonsense.”

Mag faced the cara, her eyes welling up with teardrops “My sister is not what you make her to be. She simply fell in love with a man, that’s all. It’s just a pity that Moore already has and can’t possibly marry her..”

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