The Darling of the Paranoid Tycoon by Cheryl Rice

Chapter 8 A Slap in the Face

Some sharp-eyed guests recognized her as the infamous simpleton of Meawood City. They exclaimed in disbelief, “Oh my, is that Harriet?”

The collective gasp and shock from the guests were palpable.

‘Harriet? That simpleton?

‘The notorious girl, who always paints her face deathly white and adorns herself with gaudy accessories? The one who believes that she is a celestial being?’

No one knew that when Harriet dressed up, she looked so stunning.

“Come on, you call that beautiful? Just wait until you see her sister, Nora, the top beauty in Meawood City,” someone scoffed.

Nora’s adorers echoed his words.

However, when Nora, dressed in a maid’s outfit, came in afterwards, those people felt as though they had been slapped in the face.

was especially true for those who had just praised Nora as a rare beauty Meawood City

and untidily, be considered the most

City? What a

be compared to Harriet. The gap in their beauty is

the harsh ridicule toward

was anxiously searching for

happening, he wouldn’t come to this engagement party.

Delbert, in this lifetime,

her nails digging into the flesh of her palms.

she cursed inwardly. ‘I have been played

thought for a moment

fool like you deserves to make a spectacle

a plan in mind, Nora picked up a glass of brandy and walked

pour the alcohol all over Harriet’s dress.

thin dress, once wet,

take some pictures and have the paparazzi post them online to discredit

couldn’t disguise the triumphant smile

drew closer and