Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 15

Chapter 15

Emily couldn't help basking in the envious glances of the other girls. A deep sense of satisfaction filled her as she looked at their expressions

"Thank you, Miles," she said with a sweet smile. Normally, she would've leaned up and kissed him lightly on the cheek, but ever since she met Kenneth, Miles no longer seemed like the ultimate catch to her. She thought, 'If it were Kenneth, he wouldn't just book one floor.

"TII leave you ladies to chat. I have to go see a client," Miles said as he nodded to the group and made his way out.

Emily nodded. "Alright."

Once he was gone, Hannah suggested, "Why don't we hit the shops later? I heard La Reverie just opened a store in Paralet Shopping Center. It's their very first flagship, apparently. Emily, want to check it out?" Although Emily had already secured a blush pink gown from Heather months ago and even received another gown from Nathan, the mention of La Reverie immediately brought her back to the charity auction. She couldn't help but think that if she could host her birthday party at Everland Hotel, dressed in a La Reverie gown, it might be just what she needed to shift public opinion back in her favor. "Sounds good. Let's go take a look later," Emily agreed.

Hannah suddenly pointed toward a girl sitting nearby. "Hey, do you see that black gown over there? It's stunning. We should get one like that."

The black gown indeed looked incredible, making the girl's skin seem to glow with a delicate radiance.

"It's nice, but black makes me look old," Willow said, shaking her head.

think you'd look gorgeous in anything, Willow," Emily replied with a polite smile. But the moment her eyes landed on the girl in the black gown, her smile froze.

"What's wrong, Emily Hannah and Willow followed her gaze and saw the girl standing up. Her face was strikingly beautiful, with delicate, refined features. It was Ophelia After a moment of awkward silence, Willow was the first to put two and two together. "Isn't that the girl your family adopted. not too long ago?"

Hannah's eyes lit up with recognition. "Oh, it's her. The one who pushed Emily into the pool, right?"

Emily lowered her head, her voice soft. "Are you all finished? Maybe we should go."

If she dares to mess with you, we'll teach her a lesson." Hannah was the first to jump to her feet. eager to play the role

the table where a simple paper cup filled with water sat, her disdainful eyes narrowing. She sneered, "Well, well, isn't that the Hastings family's small adopted daughter? You haven't even ordered anything and you're leaving now? What, couldn't afford anything more than

The word 'adopted hung in her

To avoid causing any hard feelings or discomfort

it makes you anything more than a nobody. You

had been kicked out of the Hastings household, there hadn't been an opportunity-until now Sporting her here felt like a stroke of luck

right now, Hannah demanded, her voice full of self-righteous fury. "Admit you tried to steal her place and promise to stay in the gutter where you poor people belong. Otherwise, you're not walking out of here today." "This restaurant is owned by my family, Hannah thought smugly. "Lies she really think she can come in here without ordering

staring at something insignificant. They're being

do people always expect me to apologize to Emily? Just because she

sharp and

Lately, she kept feeling that Ophelia seemed way

You know how Hannah can be. She's just blunt, no harm intended. Why don't you join us instead Order whatever you like, it's on me." Emily said, her voice dripping with faux

be in a place like this? She probably fainted when she saw the prices on

wildfire, with whispers and

someone muttered under their breath, "so vain. If you can't afford it, don't come to places

What a joke, another voice

satisfaction. She smirked internally, thinking. She should really know her place A girl from the slums, thinking she can compete with me? Pathetic.

home. You don't have to go hungry" Emily pressed on, her tone filled with insincere concern,

note in her voice, a sound she had heard all too often in her last life. Emily had always delighted in

cold smile tugged at the corner of Ophelia's lips. "Emily, you never learn, do you?" the replied, her voice

she spoke, a server approached, carrying a tray of carefully wrapped desserts "Miss Spencer, here's your order," he said

heart Emily's face froze, her earlier confidence

her head around what was happening. How could a girl kicked out

of her

cheeks