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."

cause such fuss from you all-it's clear I'm not the same as you lot,” Angela replied, standing up and clinking

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

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sweetness came forth.

a cheer arose from somewhere nearby, drawing Angela's attention. Upon turning to look, she saw

couldn't

was very protective of Elena. He would do

Dexter. We were just discussing your refined

Graham has misunderstood the events of the other night. I

as he cast

up a small blueberry-flavored cake from a

she asked upon noticing the both

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

snorted coldly, a flicker of annoyance passing through his eyes.

I know I'm not worthy enough to demand

that you know,” Dexter responded with a

got up and headed toward Joseph. She intended to say goodbye and make an early exit. Inspiration had struck her suddenly, so she

ballroom, she felt a sense of relief and lightness. It seemed that these rigid settings didn't suit

out, waving for

came from behind her. "Where do you think

and she instinctively tried to flee. However, he held her

She spat, "Dexter, are you interested in

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makes you think

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

she wasn't

a cold, mocking smile, she replied, "If I'm so unworthy, then why are you

eyes seemed to glisten with unshed tears, which she

like this. "Come back with me." He grabbed her hand and forced her into his

escape. But

the pain in Angela's life over the past few years had been caused by Dexter,

long held the position of head of PR at Bamford Co. The company's growth was closely tied to her

had tried to find

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