Chapter 84 Engagement Banquet

Bronte was cracking up, listening to her friends' chatter. She shot a proud look at Tiffany. "Guys, cut it out. No matter what you say, Miss Grey is my guest. Plus, she's a famous designer. If you ever need a dress, hit her up."

Bronte strolled over to Tiffany, flashing a gentle smile. She was playing the good cop, stepping in for Tiffany. But the others weren't having it.

"Bronte, you're too nice. Inviting someone like her to the party is just giving her a shot at Mr. Cooper."

"Yeah, what's so special about being a designer? She probably has a sugar daddy backing her. How else could a woman like her, who's all about seducing Mr. Cooper, focus on her work?"

Their gossip got wilder, even suggesting Tiffany would sleep with anyone for cash. Bronte found it hilarious and shot a sly glance at Tiffany.

Tiffany stayed quiet, her eyes intense. Bronte thought Tiffany was too shocked to speak and felt triumphant. She then pretended to be concerned, saying, "Miss Grey, don't mind them. They're just joking."

Tiffany looked at her quietly and then threw what she was holding at Bronte. "Bronte, remember this: words can bring disaster. Don't let it get to the point where you can't clean up the mess."

Tiffany's calmness made Bronte feel like she had hit a wall, leaving her powerless. She frowned and asked, "What... what do you mean?"

"Nothing, just a piece of advice: don't make yourself a joke."

Tiffany's words left Bronte's friends confused. They looked at Bronte, and one of them asked, "Bronte, what is she talking about?"

"Nothing, don't

ran out from the party. They

over and jumped into Tiffany's arms, hugging her tightly like little

stunned, her

friends were puzzled too. Weren't those

the news of Bronte's engagement to Leon came out, people were envious. They said Bronte would become a mother without any pain, with three adorable kids,

Tiffany? Bronte's friends looked at her pale face, thinking Tiffany had somehow

Mr. Cooper should kick you out

the mistress of the Cooper Family. She's the kids' mother. Who

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frowned, her cold gaze sweeping over the speaker. But before she could

his hands on his hips, pointing at them, "Who told you this bad woman is my mommy? Daddy is just being

frowned, tightly holding Tiffany's hand. "My mommy is Tiffany, not this bad woman. Don't talk

Tiffany, her little face red with anger. "Bad woman, you even

resentment crossing her face. Damn brats!

a moment. The kids kept calling Tiffany "mommy." Could she be their mother?

realizing this possibility, and looked at Bronte with inquisitive

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