Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 164

Chapter 164

Inside the main hall, a woman was going all out, pinning Sean’s date to the ground, kneeling.

Just moments ago, the girl had her makeup all neat and tidy, but now her cheeks were swollen, finger marks faintly visible, and even her augmented nose bridge had

been knocked askew.

These folks didn’t hold back when they threw their punches.

Meanwhile, Shirley was sitting pretty in front of the girl, sipping tea like she hadn’t a care in the world, looking down from her high horse.

I knew Shirley was bossy, but I had no clue she was this high and mighty.

Sean was totally gobsmacked when he saw the scene. He hurried over, took a gander at the trembling girl, and glared at Shirley, “What the heck are you doing flipping out in the middle of the night?”

Shirley barely lifted her eyelids and said coolly, “Some gals just don’t know when to quit, always trying to cross me. Can’t I show her a little lesson?”

‘cause she was invited

a knife, “Everyone in Rivertown knows you came to Pinecrest Hollow to talk about tying the knot with me, and here she is, trying to butt in. You are insulting me, insulting the Stapleton family!” Her interrogation dropped the

Sean were on the brink

did Shirley show up all of a sudden? And who tipped her off?

on the side, his expression as still as water, giving nothing

reading too

talks, you’re not even part of the Abbott family yet and you’re already bossing me around?” Sean, a bit tipsy and feeling his pride stung, retorted hotly, “If you’re so unhappy, then let’s just

cloud passed over Shirley’s face, “Fine by me, let’s call it off. I’m

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afraid!”

stepped in to smooth things over, “President Stapleton, you’ve seen what the score is tonight. Sean hasn’t done anything out of line. If you’re interested, why not

got better taste

he shot back, “Right, we’re the tasteless ones, Ms. Stapleton. Please, don’t lower yourself to our level. But I’m curious, if you find it so dull here, why

loss for words, her gaze swept over the crowd before landing on

beat, right before she said, “Ms. March, is this the ‘surprise‘ you told

as if on cue, turned to me.