Chapter 300

I had wandered off, the chatter around me turning into a distant hum. But the word “lovers” cut through the noise loud and clear. Me? A singleton? That term couldn’t be further from my reality.

The Myers Mansion was a maze, just as Ramona had warned. Eventually, I had to swallow my pride and ask a servant for directions to find the dining room.

“Ah, you must be the Ms. Webster the matriarch has been buzzing about all morning?”

Spotting me as I navigated my way, the butler promptly instructed the staff to whip up an additional breakfast.

I offered a small smile and a word of thanks before settling for a peaceful meal, prompting the butler to leave.

Midway through my breakfast, a shadow loomed over me, and before I knew it, an accusation hurled my way.

hoot about whatever plans you’ve

spoonful of oatmeal didn’t falter as I replied, “And what schemes would those

know. You’re not over Bryant and trying to use my grandma to get back in his good books to

like you.” I set down my spoon and frowned. “I still

in love, but stooping to desperate measures? That was way

sly grin. “You were behind that payback the other day, weren’t you?” I feigned ignorance. “What payback?”

she leaned on the table, eyes narrowed. “I knew it was you. The bruises I got were the same

dropped the act. Given her arrogance, I had expected her to make a scene right there. Instead, she smiled sweetly. “I don’t plan to do anything for now because Bryant was so upset seeing my bruises. He wanted to go after you himself, but I stopped

without hesitation, even slapped me for being heartless. And if I had sought revenge on Dorothy, he’d want to punish me on behalf of his

warmth of the heated floors, a chill ran down my spine as I stood, “Is that so? Good for him. He truly is a wonderful man.” To Margaret, he

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