Revenge Of The Jilted Bride

Jilted Bride 233

Chapter 233

Marilyn came to a halt, taking a deep breath. 'Is this a joke? Am I being petty?' she wondered.

She looked at the woman blocking her path. "Olivia, what exactly are you trying to do?"

"We're just chatting... Why so worked up? I'm just curious how someone who didn't even deserve to serve me in the day managed to become the chief designer of La Reverie. Just sharing tips, that's all," she mocked Olivia Reed crossed her arms, her low V-neckline revealing a generous amount of cleavage. "Maybe you can teach us a thing or two about whatever shady tricks you used."

Her words dripped with sarcasm.

This wasn't about exchanging ideas. It was clearly about humiliating Marilyn.

"Move," Marilyn said, forcing down the urge to curse as she ground the words out through clenched teeth.

Her image now represented La Reverie. She couldn't afford to embarrass Ophelia. She'd endure it for now.

"Humph... Feisty, aren't you? Big enough to do it, but not big enough to admit it?" Olivia stepped in her way again, radiating the kind of smug defiance that practically screamed. 'What can you do about it?' she wondered. Marilyn frowned, tilting her head to look at the woman before her. Her eyes were red with anger.

She didn't think she had done anything wrong.

Taking another deep breath, Marilyn swallowed the words on the tip of her tongue and prepared to walk around her.

"No need to rush off... What's the matter? Now that you're a chief designer, you think you're too good for old classmates like us?" Olivia taunted, her tone dripping with mockery.

Marilyn couldn't hold back any longer. "Don't block the way."

"Who are you shouting at? With manners like yours, how do you even deserve to be here? Olivia retorted. She wasn't pleased that Marilyn, a girl with no family background, stood out so much at school. Marilyn was top of their class, campus beauty despite her humble roots, and got a full scholarship. Everything Marilyn had achieved was something Olivia could only dream of.

And now, less than a year after graduating, Marilyn was already making waves in the fashion design world.

'Why?' Olivia roared inwardly.

"She doesn't need your approval to be here." A calm voice rang out from behind Marilyn.

Ophelia walked over at an unhurried pace, her steps perfectly synchronized with the rhythm of the piano music in the background.

"Ophelia!" Marilyn broke free of Olivia's grasp and ran to Ophelia's side.

All the unease Marilyn had been feeling vanished in an instant. Seeing Ophelia felt like finding her anchor in a storm.

Ophelia cast a brief glance at Marilyn. A moment ago, she had looked downcast and dispirited, but now her eyes sparkled like stars at the sight of her.

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"You were recruited into La Reverie for your talent. Why are you embarrassed to

a low profile that you let others walk all over you... isn't that a slap in my reputation?" Though her words sounded like criticism,

It won't happen again," Marilyn

her up, there was nothing to be

on a hot stove. The moment she saw

the founder of La Reverie and an untouchable figure in the design world. Nervously, Olivia started inching

up. Why don't you tell

avoiding conflict that

Olivia, a mere designer for a small brand, got

more to it. Olivia swallowed nervously. "Of course, I'm qualified to be here!

she's walked right into that one,'

had actually reviewed the designer profiles for Huxley Fashion before. As far as she remembered, there was no Olivia on their

turned to look at Phoebe, who was seated on a nearby sofa. "Phoebe, you're the head of

Ophelia to notice where she was sitting, let

out.

a brief moment of stunned silence, Phoebe stood

before turning to give Olivia an

plenty of designers I haven't met yet. But if she has an invitation,

an invitation! I do!" Olivia blurted, though her anxious demeanor

scene.

member entered the room accompanied by security. They

upon

your invitation was found to be counterfeit. We'll have to

in her panic. The moment the

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room erupted in stifled

was supposed

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weren't good enough wouldn't even make

was obviously part of the latter

now wished she could bury her head in the ground. Marilyn finally felt the satisfaction of a long-awaited

not speaking up on

her tone casual. "Why would I