She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 522: She Is a Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing

Kate glanced at Juliana’s shadow projected on the ground and pulled out her phone, illuminating the screen to check the time.

Then came a laugh as Juliana declared, “Now is the hottest time of the day. This morning, I kneeled for two and a half hours. How about this, I’ll give you a discount-I just need Miss Chambers to kneel for an hour.”

Master Glenn gave Kate a meaningful look, seemingly surprised by her retaliatory behavior.

He mused inwardly, ‘How could I have thought she was weak and fragile? She’s clearly cunning, a wolf in sheep’s clothing!”

Juliana was infuriated. Should she thank Kate for giving her a discount?

In the dressing room, the sunlight was just right, creating a tranquil atmosphere. Kate sat in front of the mirror, reflecting her swollen yet beautiful face. Sweat beads hung on the tip of her nose, adding a touch of charm.

As she gazed at the slender figure in blue reflected in the mirror, she applied the ice pack Jayla had brought over to her wounds.

“Hiss.” A soft groan escaped her as she continued to apply the ice.

Master Glenn stood not far behind her and, seeing her furrow her brow, walked over with a faint smile. “Let me help you.”

He reached out to take the ice pack.

Kate evaded his hand, hastening to refuse his assistance, looking pleasantly surprised. “Thank you, Master Glenn, but I don’t want to bother you with this small matter. You’ve already helped me a lot earlier, and I’m very grateful.”

Master Glenn withdrew his hand and took a half step back, leaning against the dressing table and exuding an air of elegance.

upon Kate, and for

This was the first time in

Zamora, you don’t need to overthink it. I helped you just now because it was the right thing to do. Even if it wasn’t you,

couldn’t help feeling that the ice pack didn’t seem to be working, as her face felt

it? Master Glenn… never really had the intention of

in a fluster, “Really? Master Glenn, you’re such a kindhearted

touch her hairpin and removed it from her hair bun. Unfortunately, some

force on the hairpin rather rudely, causing her to grimace with pain, her fair and delicate face creasing and her rosy lips pouting a bit, seemingly a mix

female celebrities would cherish every single strand of their hair, while

the hairpin, his slender fingertips

handle it…” Before she could finish speaking, Master Glenn interrupted her. “Don’t move!” His deep voice sounded behind her, carrying a hint of

stiff as she

while Master Glenn stood beside her in a navy blue suit, the combination

odd yet quiet. Master Glenn was earnestly attending to the matters at hand, as

beautiful long hair, as smooth as silk, flowing

barely crossed her mind when Master Glenn himself was startled by

entertain

men of the Weaver family were destined to be mere pawns from birth, their existence serving only

the

living past the age of forty due to the effects of the poison. Their prime age for contribution was between 18 and

men of his generation in the Weaver family, both in terms of ability and appearance. However,

childhood sweetheart, Sterling Palmer, a man with ambition and means,

to be killed and his body chopped up for the dogs, if not for the Weaver family’s rule against