Wendy Hanson certainly knows that the invitation theft can be found out easily if checked; she’s already been made anxious by Emilia Goldsmith, yet she has to pretend to be calm, "I have nothing to explain. My invitation was stolen before I ca here, and I don’t know who picked it up."
"Stolen?" Emilia Goldsmith didn’t expect her to co up with such a la excuse, she didn’t even want to ridicule her anymore, "How coincidental that your invitation was stolen, and how coincidental that Jacob Clark picked it up, do you think anyone would believe your excuse?"
Wendy Hanson, "Those who believe will believe, those who don’t believe won’t believe even if I talk myself dry. I only care about those who believe ."
aning, she doesn’t care about those who don’t believe and won’t explain.
Emilia Goldsmith’s eyes showed a layer of disgust, she put away her lipstick, placed it in her bag, and with her bag in hand, walked in front of Wendy, looking down at her arrogantly, "Ridiculous! According to you, those who don’t believe you are themselves at fault. Wendy Hanson, who are you pretending to be? Who doesn’t know your little mind gas? Pretending in front of people who don’t know is one thing, what’s the point of pretending in front of ?"
"Whether I pretend or not is none of your business!" Wendy Hanson was also provoked by her, and retorted, "We don’t seem to be that familiar. You suddenly co to accuse out of nowhere, isn’t it because you have a crush on Brother Baron and want to have bad luck so you might have a better chance?"
Emilia Goldsmith didn’t expect Wendy Hanson to bite back at her, her beautiful eyes stunned for a mont, then filled with ridicule, "Who told you I like Baron Lawrence?"
"If you don’t like Brother Baron, why do you ddle in my affairs?"
"I’m just bored." Emilia Goldsmith’s exquisite face was proud and gorgeous, completely making Wendy Hanson look diocre in comparison, "I just can’t stand certain people doing things dishonestly and acting pretentious, moreover, I can’t stand certain people being foolish themselves while treating others like fools. You aren’t afraid? If you’re not afraid, why flee to the restroom? You didn’t look in the mirror just now, seeing your guilty face, it’s just short of having ’I’m the culprit’ carved on it.
Sotis I really get annoyed, why do the dia outside love to compare riffraff with ? What’s there to compare?
At least when I like soone, I disdain using sches or plots. Being a dignified First Young Lady of the Hanson Family, others are married, yet you play tricks behind their backs, what is that for? Being a mistress?"
She scoffed, "No, that’s wrong. At least a mistress can hook up with a man. You’re not even qualified as a mistress, you’re just amusing yourself alone. Ridiculous!"
Wendy Hanson’s face turned an alternating shade of blue and white from her barrage of words, finally flushed red!
Suddenly, Emilia Goldsmith felt it was all very pointless, she glanced condescendingly at the embarrassed Wendy Hanson, then sneered, "Enough, I’m just bored anyway, you do your thing, it has nothing to do with . I’ve finished touching up my makeup, Ms. Hanson, feel free to continue. I’m leaving first."
What does Enna Clark’s grievances have to do with her?
Strictly speaking, she and Wendy Hanson are not that different, Enna Clark is her rival too, only that she and Wendy Hanson don’t fancy the sa man.
She just can’t stand it when the man isn’t around, and soone plays tricks right under her nose.
A rival she hasn’t even laid a hand on, does Wendy Hanson deserve to bully Enna?
She was just irritated.
So when she saw Wendy Hanson hurriedly running to the restroom, she followed and gave her a cold, sarcastic mocking.
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