The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 519

Chapter 519

"If you insist."

Hawthorne didn't bother to hide his disdain just because Gwyneth looked upset. The Everharts' attempt to smooth things over fell flat.

No one at the table had ever seen Hawthorne so openly hostile toward a young girl-he treated her as if she were a sworn enemy.

"As far as I know, there aren't many folks in Greenvale with the last name Langford," he said, voice cool. "Miss Langford, what do your parents do here in Greenvale?"

He didn't even try to be subtle. Gwyneth was at her breaking point.

But Leonie remembered what her dad had told her: there was bad blood between Hawthorne and the Everhart family. A man like Hawthorne, heir to a powerful family, wouldn't go after her for simply being friends with Leonie-his suspicions were tenacious, almost rabid.

He was questioning who she really was.

"Uncle-Gwyn-"

Hawthorne shot her a cold glance. Leonie fell silent instantly.

The Everharts were starting to catch on, growing uneasy.

the Langfords. He'd never really set foot in

nerve. For the first time in her life, she felt like

housewife, my dad's a butcher. I've got a younger brother and sister. We live off welfare. I came to Greenvale to make a living, but my ex- boyfriend tried to sabotage me in my

soup with his head

she was just making things up as she

"Miss Langford, we're hardly

of the meal

Hawthorne, on the other hand, ate and drank with infuriating poise and refinement, as if nothing at all were out

set down his fork and napkin, then reached for a wet wipe to clean his already immaculate

and about to leave, and they finally allowed themselves

expression still cold and distant. The words he spoke next made

a job to

"No way."

look at Hawthorne, her voice dropped

fine, but... I want to sleep at

close watch on her. Leonie couldn't help sneaking glances at him as she

frowned deeply. This

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