A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

Chapter 152

Gideon didn't realize that Yvette had slipped into the banquet hall entrance at some point, unnoticed amidst the laughter and clinking glasses.

Meanwhile, her eyes fell on him with a smoldering intensity.

Following Gideon's line of sight, Yvette's gaze landed on Calliope. Surrounded by a crowd, she shone like a natural-born princess.

Even though the Jewell family treated her poorly, and Lisette had snatched away every ounce of affection, Calliope still dazzled like a princess people couldn't help but admire and envy.

The effortless grace that Calliope exuded was something Yvette envied and despised. She loathed this version of Calliope, wishing to snatch away everything she had and destroy her.

Every glance at Calliope was a painful reminder of Yvette's past, crawling out from a mire of filth, while Calliope was born into royalty.

Why did she deserve this happiness?

was she so easily able to win over Gideon? Why did Eamon favor her, willing to offer shares to help her marry Gideon? And when her marriage to Gideon fell through, why could she move on to someone even more influential like Silas? On Yvette's birthday, she sat alone in her dingy, ramshackle apartment. Only when she pleaded

ignored her birthday, she had a flock of well-wishers. She mingled effortlessly with the elite, accepting their gifts with poise. She appeared to glide through life without worry, as if she belonged

other hand, carried an innate sense of inferiority, worlds apart from them. She struggled to even

her for being so beautiful,

did she deserve it

with envy,

fists, nails biting into her palms. She vowed to herself

a threat I

Yvette didn't belong in this

deep breath, Yvette pulled out her phone and, with

She sent it to Lisette, a

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