Abandoned Wife Rebirth To Slap Faces - Chapter 122: Chapter 122
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Today marked a pivotal moment for the Kirkland Group: at this very expo, Louis was set to become engaged to their daughter, Gemma—a union that would pave the way for the Kirkland Group's bridal gowns to make their grand debut on the global stage.
Victor and his family were equally triumphant.
Cora was the nation's top bridal gown designer and the undisputed star of Kirkland Group's design department. Thanks to her, the Murray Group, by riding on the coattails of the Kirkland Group, had seen its fortunes soar significantly in recent years.
With Kirkland Group handling branding and sales, and the Murray Group specializing in design and production, the two families operated in a truly symbiotic relationship, each contributing to the other's success.
To further solidify the Kirkland Group's reputation, Benny extended invitations far and wide for this Wedding Expo, welcoming less established small-to-medium bridal businesses to participate. This move was a deliberate demonstration of the Kirkland Group's magnanimity and inclusiveness.
The venue was a dazzling spectacle of high society, with elegantly dressed socialites and nobility from distinguished families gathered under one roof.
Gemma, too, wore a luxurious evening gown. Her makeup revealed both a fragile vulnerability that tugged at heartstrings—hinting at her recent recovery—and a stunning resilience that commanded admiration.
Just yesterday, she had been at death's door in the hospital, and now, to everyone's surprise, she was back in full form at the Wedding Expo, seemingly reborn.
Noticing that Louis still hadn't arrived, Gemma couldn't help feeling a flicker of impatience. After all, today was her engagement day—nothing could be allowed to go wrong.
"Louis... why isn't he here yet?" Gemma finally asked, a hint of worry in her voice.
Cora, likewise stunning in a luxurious gown, was a top bridal designer responsible for all of Kirkland Group's wedding dresses on display today. If Kirkland Group's gowns achieved international recognition, she would benefit as well.
So, while today's Wedding Expo was the main event for Gemma and Louis, it was also Cora's magnificent stage.
"Don't worry, Cousin! Mr. Rathbone has waited all these years just to be with you, hasn't he? He'll definitely come…"
Back when she first came to Journ City with her father, she noticed that both Gemma and Georgia were studying medicine, while the Murray Group's main business was fashion. That was why she deliberately chose bridal design. She just wanted to avoid competing with them.
Now, looking back, it was clear my decision was absolutely right. Gemma and Georgia were locked in a fierce, cutthroat battle, while she got to flourish independently, completely unaffected by either of them.
Louis arrived late. Strangely, even though his long-held wish to marry Gemma was about to come true, he felt strangely hollow—no joy at all. Instead, the image of another woman, Georgia, loomed ever larger in his mind.
The car eased into the parking lot when, out of nowhere, a flashy Maserati zoomed past his car, snatching the only available parking spot nearby.
Moments later, a stunning, fashionably dressed woman stepped out.
Louis's eyes instantly narrowed. 'Is that... Georgia?'
'Could this woman, radiant beyond recognition, really be Georgia?'
Louis stopped his car and, through the window, stared at the confident, elegant woman. He remembered Georgia as wild and carefree three years ago; he'd known her in loungewear, humbly working in the kitchen; he'd seen her calm and composed in business attire at the lectern. But this version—dressed to perfection, making such a dazzling entrance—was entirely new to him.
If she ever entered showbiz, her looks and presence alone would make her an overnight sensation.
As Georgia stepped out of the car, Vance—dressed in a sharp suit and gold-rimmed glasses, looking every bit the distinguished gentleman in his fifties—emerged from the other side.
Seeing their attire, Louis saw echoes of the formidable Mr. Murray and Ms. Murray from their heyday.
His eyes turned icy with realization. 'So they're playing the high-society game again, using the divorce settlement I gave them?' Louis fumed inwardly.
'That old fox Vance is clearly trying to curry favor with the elite,' he thought.
Watching Vance escort Georgia out of the parking lot, arm in arm as if presenting his daughter at a debutante ball, Louis suppressed his rising anger and parked his car farther away.
Victor and his family were equally triumphant.
Cora was the nation's top bridal gown designer and the undisputed star of Kirkland Group's design department. Thanks to her, the Murray Group, by riding on the coattails of the Kirkland Group, had seen its fortunes soar significantly in recent years.
With Kirkland Group handling branding and sales, and the Murray Group specializing in design and production, the two families operated in a truly symbiotic relationship, each contributing to the other's success.
To further solidify the Kirkland Group's reputation, Benny extended invitations far and wide for this Wedding Expo, welcoming less established small-to-medium bridal businesses to participate. This move was a deliberate demonstration of the Kirkland Group's magnanimity and inclusiveness.
The venue was a dazzling spectacle of high society, with elegantly dressed socialites and nobility from distinguished families gathered under one roof.
Gemma, too, wore a luxurious evening gown. Her makeup revealed both a fragile vulnerability that tugged at heartstrings—hinting at her recent recovery—and a stunning resilience that commanded admiration.
Just yesterday, she had been at death's door in the hospital, and now, to everyone's surprise, she was back in full form at the Wedding Expo, seemingly reborn.
Noticing that Louis still hadn't arrived, Gemma couldn't help feeling a flicker of impatience. After all, today was her engagement day—nothing could be allowed to go wrong.
"Louis... why isn't he here yet?" Gemma finally asked, a hint of worry in her voice.
Cora, likewise stunning in a luxurious gown, was a top bridal designer responsible for all of Kirkland Group's wedding dresses on display today. If Kirkland Group's gowns achieved international recognition, she would benefit as well.
So, while today's Wedding Expo was the main event for Gemma and Louis, it was also Cora's magnificent stage.
"Don't worry, Cousin! Mr. Rathbone has waited all these years just to be with you, hasn't he? He'll definitely come…"
Back when she first came to Journ City with her father, she noticed that both Gemma and Georgia were studying medicine, while the Murray Group's main business was fashion. That was why she deliberately chose bridal design. She just wanted to avoid competing with them.
Now, looking back, it was clear my decision was absolutely right. Gemma and Georgia were locked in a fierce, cutthroat battle, while she got to flourish independently, completely unaffected by either of them.
Louis arrived late. Strangely, even though his long-held wish to marry Gemma was about to come true, he felt strangely hollow—no joy at all. Instead, the image of another woman, Georgia, loomed ever larger in his mind.
The car eased into the parking lot when, out of nowhere, a flashy Maserati zoomed past his car, snatching the only available parking spot nearby.
Moments later, a stunning, fashionably dressed woman stepped out.
Louis's eyes instantly narrowed. 'Is that... Georgia?'
'Could this woman, radiant beyond recognition, really be Georgia?'
Louis stopped his car and, through the window, stared at the confident, elegant woman. He remembered Georgia as wild and carefree three years ago; he'd known her in loungewear, humbly working in the kitchen; he'd seen her calm and composed in business attire at the lectern. But this version—dressed to perfection, making such a dazzling entrance—was entirely new to him.
If she ever entered showbiz, her looks and presence alone would make her an overnight sensation.
As Georgia stepped out of the car, Vance—dressed in a sharp suit and gold-rimmed glasses, looking every bit the distinguished gentleman in his fifties—emerged from the other side.
Seeing their attire, Louis saw echoes of the formidable Mr. Murray and Ms. Murray from their heyday.
His eyes turned icy with realization. 'So they're playing the high-society game again, using the divorce settlement I gave them?' Louis fumed inwardly.
'That old fox Vance is clearly trying to curry favor with the elite,' he thought.
Watching Vance escort Georgia out of the parking lot, arm in arm as if presenting his daughter at a debutante ball, Louis suppressed his rising anger and parked his car farther away.
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