The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 615

The concert was held at the largest theater in Greenvale, and, just as expected, Hawthorne had reserved a private box. Inside, there were all kinds of snacks, fruit platters, tea, wine-everything one could want, with a dedicated attendant on standby.

Gwyneth couldn't help but marvel again at the power of money. It reminded her of her own family; ever since she was born, there were hardly any people she could interact with normally. Even among the other socialites and trust fund kids, it was the same.

That was why she'd chosen to go abroad. Out there, surrounded by wealth, everyone was on equal footing-eating the same bland cafeteria food, sneaking instant noodles into the dorms behind the RAs' backs, posting on Instagram late at night.

Overseas, international students all acted like they'd been starving for days. Back then, if anyone shared anything, it'd be a homemade meal-nobody cared to show off champagne, designer handbags, or luxury cars, because none of that could compete with a plate of home-cooked tomato scrambled eggs.

"What do you want to eat? I can have something brought up."

As if pulling a rabbit out of a hat, Hawthorne produced an elegant menu. Gwyneth had mistaken it for a magazine at first. Honestly, ever since she'd left the old- money scene back home, so many details had grown hazy.

In Starfall City, nothing was too outrageous, so this was hardly surprising.

"Whatever's fine," she said, but her eyes couldn't help drifting toward the seafood selections and Greenvale's famous barbecue.

here be too much? The smell

to bring up a platter of grilled meats and a

been good with

the barbecue, along with several dishes Gwyneth liked. She couldn't resist glancing

starting to file in. Here she was, eating

was

"What's wrong?"

her silence, Hawthorne glanced at her, cool and unbothered. Gwyneth felt her face flush, a little

really going to eat barbecue here? Isn't that kind of...

that she'd eaten

"Does it bother you?"

was more

Besides, I spent three hundred thousand dollars on this box-nobody's going

Three... three hundred thousand?

had to admit, that was impressive. Even though that amount wasn't exactly a fortune by Langford