Chapter 10
The sight of the breathtakingly beautiful Veronica filled the girls with a mix of threat, discomfort, and jealousy. When they remembered. that Veronica came from a poor village. their jealousy turned into contempt.
They looked at her with that smug, dismissive air that screamed she wasn’t worth their time. The way they looked down at Veronica was as if she were nothing but trash
Then, Grace, who had been the first to greet Veronica, sat smiling at her. At first glance, Grace looked as if she were truly treating Veronica like family.
Veronica couldn’t hold back and let out a sudden laugh before the girls on the sofas could even speak. Her clear, pleasant laugh carried no trace of malice, yet it made the ones on the sofas feel the humiliation of being belittled and ignored.
Grace started playing the victim, her face sorrowful, looking pitifully at Veronica. “Veronica, do you not like my friends? I’m sorry. They just have never seen someone from a poor village and…
Grace suddenly seemed startled by something, cutting her words short, then lifted her head with tearful eyes to stare at Veronica timidly,
That pitiful, frightened act only made. Veronica feel bored and fed up.
She thought, “Grace is already a grownup now and she’s still using tricks that only little kids use. So pathetic.
A gleam of clarity flashed in Veronica’s eyes as she gave a sweet smile. “So now you all see the difference between the daughter of a wife and the daughter of a mistress?”
The girls on the sofas gasped in shock. Grace lifted her head, her eyes rimmed red. This time, real tears welled up.
Veronica’s eyes glimmered with a smile as she turned to look at the girls sitting on the sofas, all of whom looked at her with resistance.
She continued, “I’m sure everyone wants to know why the heiress of the Weston family was sent to a poor village for eighteen years, right? The story is truly fascinating. Let me
“What’s going on here?” Linda’s voice cut Veronica off. During the moment when Grace had provoked Veronica, Linda had been hiding. But now she came forward gracefully with a smile on her face. “Ronie, welcome home. You must be exhausted, aren’t you?”
Veronica shook her head. Tm not tired. I can still tell the story from eighteen years ago
Linda chuckled as she interrupted Veronica again, turning to the servants nearby, “Why don’t you take Veronica to her room to rest?”
Veronica lifted her hand to stop the servants who were stepping forward. She then moved closer to the group. “Ladies, you’ve never heard this story, have you? Let me tell you-
“Someone take Veronica to her room so she can get some rest, Hurry, Can’t you hear she’s tired and rambling?” Linda was on the verge of losing control
To Linda, what had happened eighteen years ago was a secret she never wanted to mention for the rest of her life. She thought. How did this brat Veronica find out?
Hidden from view, she shot a vicious glare at Veronica, only to meet her amused gaze
For some reason, a chill ran down Linda’s spine. She quickly signaled to Grace to usher these young heiresses out. As Veronica watched Linda and Grace fussing to please them, her smile widened.
Veronica rose on her toes and waved to the heiresses who had been forced out before they had enjoyed enough of the show.
She chuckled, “Goodbye, ladies. Whenever you want to hear the story of how a mistress climbed the social ladder eighteen years ago. make sure to contact me. See you.”
Hearing Veronica’s voice from behind, Linda couldn’t hold back her temper. She turned and marched back, demanding, “Ronic, what did you mean by that just now? You got an issue with me?”
