She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

Chapter 47

047 The Iron Lady

Scarlett’s POV

Everyone can see that Ava lied at this point, and so could Olivia. And she chose to throw Ava under the bus, instead of herself-

Olivia was the one throwing insults at Lilith, and if she apologized, she would come off as the bully. But she insisted that she did it only to extend justice for her “best friend“, and now that friend who lied, is taking all the heat.

“I–I never showed you a dress! Olivia…” Ava shoots her head up at Olivia, her voice shivering with pain, “I’m sorry if you misunderstood anything, but I never said Lilith’s dress was a knockoff…”

“But you said-” Olivia spats back, only to freeze with a horrified look.

I shake my head slowly. Olivia is too naive. She doesn’t know. Ava is very good at lying, and she never leaves any loose strings when she lies. The most likely case is that Ava “indicated” to Olivia and others that she has the same dress as Lilith. Maybe a line or two about how Lilith is poor.

And that gave Olivia the impression that Lilith came in a knockoff, which is the best. type of victim they like to shame, just to feel superior, for fun.

Neither Olivia nor Ava is innocent in this. They are both vicious, just like each other. Except Ava is better at being a mean girl than Olivia.

“You bitch! You used me!” Olivia throws her manner to the back of her head, shouting as she swings her purse at Ava.

Sebastian catches her wrist before it is anywhere near Ava.

eyes. Doesn’t Olivia know that

a low, calm statement, and fear crawls onto Olivia’s face. She was lost in the moment, and she forgot Ava’s guardian angel controls everyone who wants to make it in the show business. Well, half of them at

her voice loud enough for everyone, “it must be a similar dress…I’m really sorry about

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misunderstanding. Ava is my friend, so can you take my apology as on her

indifferent look. Sebastian frowns. No one ever dared to take “the prince” of the city so lightly. But he is the one

a nod, just as cold as the

stranger bows lightly at Lilith,

too.

up to him, adding when she realizes something, “I

“You don’t. A good

and I exchange a confused look, watching him leave. Wasn’t he the one

bewildered look, more bothered by being stuck with the dress than his refusal

I

I ask Lilith. It’s enough an advantage of the true color of the “upper class“. Not a pretty one. Being rich doesn’t automatically make people good. They can

Lilith hesitates, still looking around as if trying to

“when you have

tone takes