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.

praised Nora as

dressed so plainly and untidily,

Meawood City?

be compared to Harriet. The gap in their

and the harsh ridicule toward

was anxiously searching for Delbert in

night’s happening, he wouldn’t come

Delbert, in this lifetime, didn’t want to

her knuckles turning white and her nails digging into the

been played

for a moment and

you deserves to make a spectacle of

glass of brandy and walked toward the

intended to pour the alcohol all over Harriet’s dress.

thin dress, once wet,

the paparazzi post them

disguise the triumphant smile

closer