Chapter 12


Chapter 12

Instinctively, Dexter turned to look just as Angela glanced back at him. She flashed him a smug smile.

“Angie, you look beautiful today. This dress suits you so well. Dexter and I spent quite some time picking it out for you. It really is stunning!" Joseph praised her with a smile.

With that, all doubts were dispelled instantly.

It turned out that Joseph himself had chosen this dress for Angela. Of course, he wouldn't buy her counterfeit dress.

Elena felt as if she had been slapped across the face. It left a stinging, burning sensation on her cheek. The faces of those who had mocked Angela earlier turned pale as they fell silent

too.

Angela's nose tingled as she fought back the urge to tear up. Of all the Bamford family members, only Joseph had ever shown her true kindness.

She knew very well that Dexter would never care about her clothing. Joseph had said that the dress was from him to salvage her dignity.

As the drinks flowed and the guests mingled, Angela remained by Joseph's side until someone whisked him away for a toast. She then discreetly slipped into a corner and snacked on an exquisite piece of cake.

As she nibbled on the cake, she took in the scene before her. The radiant crystal chandeliers, the guests clinking glasses, the opulent yet understated decor, and the rare delicacies at the buffet all combined into a vibrant image of high society life.

The scene before Angela was imprinted into her mind.

"Ms. Graham, why are you here alone?" Elena approached out of nowhere, holding a glass

of wine.

Angela's gaze dimmed slightly, but she kept her expression composed and unruffled." Aren't you alone as well, Ms. Carrey? Where's Dexter? Isn't he keeping you company?"

When she mentioned Dexter, there was no longer an edge to her tone but rather a calm and detached nonchalance, as though she was speaking about a stranger.

Elena raised an eyebrow. "Ms. Graham, you seem different today."

you all-it's clear I'm not the same as you lot,” Angela replied, standing up and clinking her glass

her fingers as their glasses touched. Then, she took a sip and savored the rich taste of the wine as it slid

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sweetness came forth. The taste lingered

nearby, drawing Angela's attention.

just couldn't leave

this way. He was very protective of Elena. He would

We were just discussing your refined

continued, "By the way, I think Ms. Graham has misunderstood the events of the other night. I was genuinely unwell on your birthday. I never intended

as he cast a warning

blueberry-flavored cake from a server. It

the both

drily and said, “Dexter, why don't you explain to her? She seems a

coldly, a flicker of annoyance passing through his eyes. What was there to explain?

I'm not worthy

that you know,” Dexter

make an early

ballroom, she felt a sense of relief and lightness. It seemed that

she called out, waving for a

surprise, a cold, austere voice came from behind her. "Where

and she instinctively tried to flee.

demanded, yanking her hand away. She spat, "Dexter, are you interested in me? Otherwise, why would you keep following

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you? What makes you think you're worthy?" he

slave. His words bore down on her, pinning her to a pillar of shame. The blood in her veins

she

I'm so unworthy, then why

unshed tears, which

felt strangely irritated seeing her being stubborn like this. "Come back with me." He grabbed her hand and forced her into his

back." Angela tensed up and made to escape. But Dexter had already gotten in,

years had been caused by Dexter, the remaining 30%

an assertive personality and had long held the position of head

had a strained relationship with Fiona. She had tried to find

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