Susan Saxton laughed, "Did I say sothing wrong? Aren’t you pregnant and unmarried? Oh, I forgot to ntion, do you like my dress?" Susan’s expression was full of disdain. "Arlo Seys gave it to . Ariel Morris, let tell you sothing else — your man, I want him!"
Ariel Morris stepped out from behind Jorge Saxton, her eyes emitting an icy coldness, "Him—you can’t have him! You’re not qualified!"
No one can take Arlo Seys from her! Especially not Susan Saxton!!
Susan raised an eyebrow with a confident smile as she looked at Ariel Morris, "Your mom lost to mine, and you, Ariel Morris, will completely lose to too!"
"Confidence is good, but overconfidence is foolish!" Ariel’s gaze was clear and cold.
Susan stepped forward, standing right in front of Ariel, "There are too many people here. How about we chat sowhere else, my dear sister~?"
Ariel laughed softly, "That’s exactly what I had in mind, my dear sister."
Susan, you think I’m still the Ariel Morris you can manipulate at will? I’m not stupid; I was just being tolerant. But now, sorry, you are no longer worth my patience!
Susan walked ahead, and just as Ariel was about to follow, Jorge Saxton held her back, "Stay by my side."
What if his sister left and got hurt by Susan? She would be safer by his side! He would not allow anything to happen to his sister!
Ariel shook her head, "I’m not weak, don’t worry, I promise I’ll be perfectly fine."
There’s really nothing to fear when dealing with Susan!
Jorge was about to speak, but Ariel gave a gentle smile, her voice soft, "Don’t worry, I’ll be right back."
Jorge knew her hatred for Susan and silently lowered his hand, letting her go follow Susan.
Across the room, Damien Morris signaled to his daughter Scarlett Morris, who understood and quietly followed Ariel.
Kylie Morris watched her niece and daughter go, not worried at all about Ariel, while maintaining an elegant and composed smile, "Howard, your uncle and I will introduce you to the business elites of City C. After all, the Saxton Family will rely on you in the future, and you’ll inherit the Saxton Clan’s business."
Kylie’s words carried an air of arrogance and pride as Jorge Saxton glanced coldly at the departing figures but couldn’t suppress his worry, looking in the direction Ariel went.
Lydia Brooke had observed the interactions between Ariel and Jorge, and seeing Jorge’s worried gaze following Ariel’s departing figure, she stood stiffly and spoke in a cold tone, "Jorge Saxton, let go of your hand."
Jorge looked back at Lydia beside him, his gaze deep.
Lydia pushed away the broad hand resting on her waist, her expression indifferent, her gaze calm, "About today—thank you."
Lydia turned away with a cold deanor.
"Lydia—" Jorge’s voice resonated deeply in the background.
Lydia paused but did not turn back.
Jorge walked to her front, gazing at her indifferent face, his eyes flickered, and his thin lips parted slightly, "How have you been?"
Lydia looked at Jorge, a smile on her lips barely concealing the sarcasm, "I’ve been great, thanks to your gracious decision not to marry !"
Jorge swallowed slightly, pressed his lips together, and looked deeply at Lydia, "I’m sorry—"
Lydia smiled, her brows slightly raised, "Goodbye, Jorge Saxton. Or rather, it’s better if we never see each other again."
Lydia didn’t hesitate, striding away on her high heels.
Jorge watched Lydia leave, his fingers tightening into a fist, silently calling her na with a lingering affection, "Lydia."
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Ariel followed Susan into the house. At the deserted hallway entrance on the first floor, Susan stopped.
Ariel stopped as well.
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