His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 283

"Tessa?" Wendy's internal alarms blared as her expression darkened. She strode forward, heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. "What are you doing

here?"

Seated elegantly on the couch, Tessa lifted her gaze slowly. A mocking smile played on her lips. "Well, well. If it isn't my doppelgänger. For a moment there, I thought some long-lost sister had appeared. Since when did you start playing the 'substitute' game?"

Wendy's face drained of color. Tessa had noticed?

Recovering quickly, she forced a scoff. "Copying you? Don't flatter yourself. Why would I need to imitate you?"

Tessa examined Wendy from head to toe. Then, she burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?" Wendy sneered.

"Just remembered an old tale." Tessa tilted her head, eyes glinting with malice. "Ever heard of it? Some knockoffs only highlight the original's superiority."

Wendy's manicured nails dug into her palms. Of course she knew the parable— the ugly peasant girl whose clumsy imitation of a beautiful woman became proverbial ridicule.

Wendy crossed her arms, looming over the seated figure. "You think you own this aesthetic? That no one else can possibly share your tastes without being a copycat?"

is a coincidence. The identical hairstyle-pure chance. Even the same perfume? Just cosmic serendipity. By all

frowned, and before she could retort, a man called

to hear Zachary's pleasant voice, while

time, you're still chasing after

scoffed. "Not everyone

ridicule. A flicker of pain crossed his features before settling into resigned

all too well the

he'd

called trash"

stepped closer, his expression tender, eyes brimming with lingering

words ignited Tessa's fury. In one fluid motion, she rose from

A few scattered passersby whipped their heads

at the front

gawked openly.

well. The ladies in the company, including the receptionist, had

the

The entiret