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."

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

glasses touched. Then, she took a sip and savored the rich taste of

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then the sweetness came

somewhere nearby, drawing Angela's attention. Upon turning to

couldn't leave

headed this way. He was very protective of Elena. He would do anything in his power to prevent anyone from harming

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

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

he cast

cake from a server. It was sweet but not

she asked upon noticing the both

laughed drily and said, “Dexter, why don't you

eyes. What was there to explain?

not worthy enough to demand that,” Angela

know,” Dexter responded with

him, Angela got up and headed toward Joseph. She intended to say goodbye and make an early exit. Inspiration had struck her suddenly, so she couldn't

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

out, waving

her surprise, a cold, austere voice came from behind her. "Where do you think you're

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

away. She spat, "Dexter, are

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What makes you think you're worthy?"

over her, he looked down at her like a master looking down at his slave. His 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 she

she

I'm so unworthy, then why are you

to glisten with unshed tears, which

"Come back with me." He grabbed

escape.

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

come from an elite family. She had an assertive personality and had long held the position

with Fiona. She had tried to find common ground and ease

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