Abandoned Wife Rebirth To Slap Faces - Chapter 124: Chapter 124
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Cora reached out to take my hand with feigned affection. Looking at her beaming, innocent-looking face, I thought coldly, "If she hadn't confessed it herself, who would ever believe this seemingly pure little sister is the vicious one behind Mom's death, and the one who degraded Dad to a janitor just to humiliate him?"
She underestimated just how thick-skinned Cora could be. They'd already had it out, yet here she was, holding her hand like nothing ever happened.
Only after Marcus and Jayla had entered the grand hall did Vance finally step inside, moving slowly as if hoping not to draw any attention.
Georgia couldn't understand why the Crawford family looked down on her father so much. Phillip would scold him on sight, and Marcus wouldn't even give him the time of day.
Vance still couldn't figure out what he had done to offend the Crawfords. After three years of relentless hardship and humiliation, he had to admit—standing before these elites again, he couldn't help but feel painfully inadequate.
As Marcus entered the grand hall, the Kirkland couple greeted him with obsequious smiles, eagerly introducing him to the distinguished guests.
When Vance walked in, Victor and his wife, who had been stationed at the entrance, came forward to receive him, though their welcome was anything but warm.
But when Victor saw Vance dressed in a sharp suit, his gut twisted with resentment. Vance looked just like the Murray Group's CEO from three years ago. 'How could that bastard son of a nobody possibly outshine me?' he seethed inwardly.
"What are you doing here? This is no place for someone of your... standing," Victor sneered.
"Exactly! Look at yourself—do you really think that just dressing up makes you part of high society?" Priscilla sneered, her tone even more scathing.
After enduring three years of life's harsh realities, Vance had grown numb to the words of Victor and his wife. Without sparing them a glance, he strode straight into the grand hall.
As Louis entered, Gemma immediately rushed to greet him. "Louis, you made it!" Gemma exclaimed.
Louis took in Gemma's delicate, almost piteous appearance, but his gaze was irresistibly drawn to Georgia—radiant and utterly eye-catching.
Following Louis's gaze, Gemma spotted Georgia in a captivating sapphire-blue gown. Jealousy flared in her chest as she clenched her fist so tightly her nails dug sharply into her palm.
'That bitch is like a damn cockroach—she's everywhere! She knew perfectly well today was my engagement to Louis, yet she just had to show up, and in such a provocative outfit?'
Gemma's eyes narrowed dangerously as a wicked scheme took shape in her mind. 'Since you dared to show up here today, Georgia... don't blame me for what happens next!'
Gemma hurriedly pulled Louis toward the lounge, thinking, 'No way am I letting that shameless woman Georgia catch his eye.'
The elite crowd in the grand hall was stunned to see Georgia make her entrance arm-in-arm with the Crawford heir. After the initial shock, a wave of envy, jealousy, and barely concealed resentment rippled through the room.
"What right does a divorced woman like her have to show up on the arm of Colin?"
One guest whispered, "While she might have some medical chops, her love life is downright scandalous!"
"Exactly! Even if Georgia has made some minor accomplishments in medicine, let's be real—given her background and character, she's still utterly unworthy of Colin!"
"Exactly! Why settle for Georgia when you could have Cora? She's about to go global as a renowned designer. And most importantly, unlike Georgia, Miss Cora has an untainted reputation—her romantic history is spotless, never a single scandal to her name!"
"Oh, you're right! I hadn't even noticed until you mentioned it—Miss Cora really does have a spotless romantic record. Now that's what I call a proper lady of high society!"
"Honestly, being able to maintain such an impeccable reputation these days is truly rare."
As Cora listened to the crowd's scathing remarks about Georgia and their glowing praise for her own 'immaculate' reputation, her practiced smile widened ever so slightly—just enough to feign modesty while letting her triumph show.
Cora thought smugly, 'There's no way Colin would still like Georgia after hearing all this!'
She underestimated just how thick-skinned Cora could be. They'd already had it out, yet here she was, holding her hand like nothing ever happened.
Only after Marcus and Jayla had entered the grand hall did Vance finally step inside, moving slowly as if hoping not to draw any attention.
Georgia couldn't understand why the Crawford family looked down on her father so much. Phillip would scold him on sight, and Marcus wouldn't even give him the time of day.
Vance still couldn't figure out what he had done to offend the Crawfords. After three years of relentless hardship and humiliation, he had to admit—standing before these elites again, he couldn't help but feel painfully inadequate.
As Marcus entered the grand hall, the Kirkland couple greeted him with obsequious smiles, eagerly introducing him to the distinguished guests.
When Vance walked in, Victor and his wife, who had been stationed at the entrance, came forward to receive him, though their welcome was anything but warm.
But when Victor saw Vance dressed in a sharp suit, his gut twisted with resentment. Vance looked just like the Murray Group's CEO from three years ago. 'How could that bastard son of a nobody possibly outshine me?' he seethed inwardly.
"What are you doing here? This is no place for someone of your... standing," Victor sneered.
"Exactly! Look at yourself—do you really think that just dressing up makes you part of high society?" Priscilla sneered, her tone even more scathing.
After enduring three years of life's harsh realities, Vance had grown numb to the words of Victor and his wife. Without sparing them a glance, he strode straight into the grand hall.
As Louis entered, Gemma immediately rushed to greet him. "Louis, you made it!" Gemma exclaimed.
Louis took in Gemma's delicate, almost piteous appearance, but his gaze was irresistibly drawn to Georgia—radiant and utterly eye-catching.
Following Louis's gaze, Gemma spotted Georgia in a captivating sapphire-blue gown. Jealousy flared in her chest as she clenched her fist so tightly her nails dug sharply into her palm.
'That bitch is like a damn cockroach—she's everywhere! She knew perfectly well today was my engagement to Louis, yet she just had to show up, and in such a provocative outfit?'
Gemma's eyes narrowed dangerously as a wicked scheme took shape in her mind. 'Since you dared to show up here today, Georgia... don't blame me for what happens next!'
Gemma hurriedly pulled Louis toward the lounge, thinking, 'No way am I letting that shameless woman Georgia catch his eye.'
The elite crowd in the grand hall was stunned to see Georgia make her entrance arm-in-arm with the Crawford heir. After the initial shock, a wave of envy, jealousy, and barely concealed resentment rippled through the room.
"What right does a divorced woman like her have to show up on the arm of Colin?"
One guest whispered, "While she might have some medical chops, her love life is downright scandalous!"
"Exactly! Even if Georgia has made some minor accomplishments in medicine, let's be real—given her background and character, she's still utterly unworthy of Colin!"
"Exactly! Why settle for Georgia when you could have Cora? She's about to go global as a renowned designer. And most importantly, unlike Georgia, Miss Cora has an untainted reputation—her romantic history is spotless, never a single scandal to her name!"
"Oh, you're right! I hadn't even noticed until you mentioned it—Miss Cora really does have a spotless romantic record. Now that's what I call a proper lady of high society!"
"Honestly, being able to maintain such an impeccable reputation these days is truly rare."
As Cora listened to the crowd's scathing remarks about Georgia and their glowing praise for her own 'immaculate' reputation, her practiced smile widened ever so slightly—just enough to feign modesty while letting her triumph show.
Cora thought smugly, 'There's no way Colin would still like Georgia after hearing all this!'
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