Love and Devotion No Longer His to Claim by Dream Fish

Chapter 12

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."

all-it's clear I'm not the same as

at the tip of 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

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

couldn't leave

was headed this way. He was very protective of Elena. He would do anything in his power

Dexter. We were just discussing your refined taste," Elena said with

misunderstood the events of the other night. I was genuinely unwell on your birthday. I

cast a warning glance

Angela didn't look back at him. She had just picked up a small blueberry-flavored cake from a server. It was sweet but not cloying, and it

both of them

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

annoyance passing through his eyes. What was there

need. I know I'm not worthy

that you know,” Dexter responded with

She intended to say goodbye and make an early exit. Inspiration had struck her suddenly, so she couldn't wait to return

relief and lightness. It seemed that these rigid

called out,

cold, austere voice came from

tried to flee. However, he held

She spat, "Dexter, are you interested in me? Otherwise, why would you keep

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you think you're

words bore down on her, pinning her to a pillar of shame. The blood in her veins seemed to flow backward as all the humiliation

course, she wasn't

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

unshed

this. "Come back with me." He grabbed her hand and forced her into his car. "Mom's here

back." Angela tensed up and made to escape. But Dexter

Angela's life over the past few years had

had come from an elite family. She had an assertive personality and had long held the position of head of PR at Bamford Co. The company's

strained relationship with Fiona. She had tried to find common ground

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