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."

jump to her feet. eager to play the role of Emily's protector. Although Emily wore a

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 a glass of

face them. The word

returned to the Hastings family, Owen had insisted that Emily remain the family's heiress. To avoid causing

Hannah scoffed, "I don't know what kind of dirty tricks you pulled to weasel your way into the Hastings family, but don't think for a second that it makes you anything more than a nobody. You think you can just waltz in and bully Emily What a

an opportunity-until now Sporting her here felt

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

group, her eyes cool and detached, as if she were staring at something insignificant. They're being used by Emily and don't even realize it, she

what battled her most was the constant demand for her to apologize Why do people always expect me to apologize to Emily? Just because she plays the victim, does

eyes landed on Emily, her gaze sharp and unwavering,

discomfort. Lately, she kept feeling that Ophelia seemed way

Hannah can be. She's just blunt, no harm intended. Why don't you join us instead Order whatever you like, it's on

She probably

wildfire, with whispers

these days, someone muttered under their breath, "so vain. If

a joke, another voice chimed

can compete with me? Pathetic. I bet

eat. Let me order something for you to take home. You don't have to go hungry" Emily pressed on, her tone filled with insincere concern, as if she were offering scraps to a

the bystanders, Emily seemed almost angelic, but Ophelia caught the patronizing note in her voice, a sound she had heard all too often in her

of Ophelia's lips. "Emily, you never learn, do you?" the replied,

"Miss Spencer, here's your order," he said respectfully, handing her the boxes. Suddenly, the entire restaurant fell

looked as expensive as they were. The prices weren't for the faint of heart Emily's face froze, her earlier confidence crumbling into awkward confusion. For a brief moment,

to wrap her head around what was happening. How could a girl kicked out of the Hastings family afford anything

shade of red, the memory of her earlier ridicule now a painful slap

cheeks