The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 174

"I'm laying it all out here today: there's not a single parent at this competition who can hold a candle to our Rachel!" Jasper's voice rang with an audacious certainty that caught everyone's attention. "If anyone wishes to contest that, I welcome the opportunity to... enlighten them."

The crowd stirred with murmurs, but no one dared to challenge him.

Neo-Vespera University, part of Solmaris, was well-known in these circles. Many affluent kids, struggling with their grades at home, dreamed of polishing their credentials abroad, yet even they couldn't get a foot in the door at Neo-Vespera. This wasn't a place for the faint-hearted; it was a breeding ground for prodigies.

Everyone here knew all about Rachel and her so-called "methods", having navigated the upper echelons of society themselves. They could guess what was going on without much difficulty.

Haynes, the spineless husband, showered his mistress with devotion while letting his family ostracize his wife. A tale so cliché, it barely raised eyebrows anymore.

Sure, the wife was pitied, but aside from her pretty face, she didn't have much else going for her. It was undeniable-she was stunning, with a kind of timeless elegance. Even among the elites, her looks were a rare find. If it weren't for Deanna spilling the beans, everyone would have assumed she was an heiress herself.

But in the world of wealth and privilege, beauty was never in short supply. A pretty face alone wouldn't keep a man's heart forever. Over time, even the most beautiful faces could become tiresome.

education mattered, who would choose an uninformed trophy spouse with whom there's no intellectual connection? It was no wonder Haynes was smitten with the new girl. She was,

have granted her entrée into elite circles. Among the intelligentsia- those rare families who prized

of expertise would only invite

We've got a real expert on

to the O'Brien family today," another sighed. "I thought my kid

quaking in their boots knowing her credentials. They'll probably just hand her their seats and ask her to

how could they even

to Deanna, hoping

instrument does she play? I'd love

pedigree, huh? Given the O'Brien Group's current trajectory, you don't really

Haynes' taste

on the brink of tears, Rachel couldn't help but smile as the

with admiration. People naturally empathize with the