Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

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At eight in the evening, the guests had all arrived at the Mossey residence. Other than the Mossey family’s relatives, those who came were all people from the upper-class society.

Madelyn was quietly standing beside Jerome, smiling and greeting the guests every once in a while.

However, she was not at all happy. Her daughter was still in a coma, but Jerome was already trying to bring his illegitimate daughter into the family and even forced her to take Natasha as her own daughter. She was livid.

Yet, she knew that the only way to prevent the Mossey family from going to ruins was to listen to Jerome, for they did not have a son, and her only daughter was currently unconscious.

Therefore, no matter how averse she was to the situation, she had to pretend as though she adored.

Natasha.

“Look! It’s Ms. Natasha!” someone cried out, and everyone in the hall instantly turned to look at the second floor, where the spotlight was aimed at

Natasha had delicate makeup and an elegant smile on her face. Her haute couture dress only made her look even more poised.

Every step she took as she came down the stairs was filled with grace.

The crowd immediately cheered and clapped, surrounding the new future heiress of the family.

One of the rich ladies said to Madelyn, “Mrs. Mossey, you’re blessed. Even your younger daughter is wonderful. Moreover, her fiancé is Wright Construction Group’s CEO. How jealous you make others!”

Another rich woman quickly chimed in to curry favor with Madelyn. “That’s right. Mr. Wright’s young, handsome, and capable. They’re truly a match made in heaven. You’re so lucky, Mrs. Mossey!”

“No, no, of course not. I’m not as lucky as you-the two of you have both a son and a daughter.” Madelyn uttered smilingly as she discreetly clenched her fists.

Said CEO of Wright Construction Group was currently sitting in silence, his face devoid of expression.

Even though he did not say a word, the noble way he carried himself made it difficult for others around him to ignore his presence.

In the meantime, Natasha was reveling in everyone’s gazes of admiration and jealousy. Their envy and attention boosted her ego.

Moreover, many young men from wealthy families had their gazes fixed on her ever since she appeared.

Natasha noticed their gazes too, and she deliberately took her time walking down the stairs.

However, midway down, another commotion occurrel among the crowd.

Someone yelled, “Mr. Joaquin’s here!”

Everyone whipped their heads to look at the entrance

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hands with his female companion. As he was both a celebrity and the youngest son of the Zipper family, his

woman by his side-Gwendolyn.

although her makeup was light, it was surprisingly a perfect match for her dress of that day.

crowd, she seemed like an

in awe, and no one paid

was still halfway down the stairs, had never expected Gwendolyn’s appearance

ignored her, unsure whether it would be better for her to head back upstairs or to continue her miserable

that Gwendolyn still looked fetching despite wearing

no match for light makeup like hers? Why? Which part of me is

gritted her teeth, but she quickly recomposed herself and cleared her throat in an attempt to salvage

who was standing close to

wearing the same haute couture dress as Ms. Natasha!”

one who looks lousier should be embarrassed… Mr. Joaquin’s companion is breathtaking. I’ve totally forgotten how

forth, sizing Gwendolyn

mediocre at best, unfortunately. She was utterly defeated

vessel when she realized how

is not what

something else that

a famous overseas designer, Ms. Z? That’s

is Ms. Z’sFirst

hard to get your hands on one of

wearing

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crowd gasped, pushing the discussion to its

of two identical dresses meant that one had to be

Natasha saw that things were going back on the right track, she sighed in

Meanwhile, Jerome and

Madelyn

“‘ere astonished.

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expected such an incident to happen when the banquet was progressing

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away, and chaos

ensued in the

families, and they all