"Who knows." The person speaking sneered, "Imagine if you were a wealthy heiress for decades, only to suddenly find out one day that you’re actually a fraud. Do you think you’d like your real mom? The mom who turned you from a swan into an ugly duckling, can you really feel close to her?"
"But she’s still your real mom... Ophelia Wilson wouldn’t be that heartless, would she?"
"Who knows?"
"This Chaya Davis is really a joke, pretending to be rich when she has no money. Does she think that cheap set of jewelry and low-class clothes can put her on equal footing with us?"
"Oh, ignorant people... aren’t they just like this?"
After touching up their makeup, the two people left, chatting and laughing.
Once the restroom was completely quiet, a stall door slowly opened, and out walked Chaya Davis, her face livid with anger.
These people... they’re really bullying her too much!
However, given what Chaya Davis did back then, she’s not soone who loses her composure easily.
After quickly regaining her composure, Chaya Davis looked in the mirror to ensure she appeared normal, and then walked out with a smile, continuing to chat and laugh with the other ladies as if she hadn’t heard anything.
After the salon ended, Chaya Davis got into the car, and finally her face turned somber.
What she didn’t know was that not long after she left, the two ladies who had gossiped about her in the restroom went to a secluded place to make a phone call.
"Clarissa, I’ve taken care of everything for you... Oh, we’re good sisters, this little thing is no trouble at all. Okay, okay... let’s et again soti!"
In the gallery, after hanging up the phone, a mocking smile flashed across Clarissa Taylor’s face.
Did Chaya Davis really think that after divorcing her brother and acknowledging Ophelia Wilson, and moving into the Wilson Clan’s house, she would truly beco a noble lady?
There are many things happening in the high society circles; it’s not sothing you can integrate into with just a simple identity.
She’s been in that circle for decades; her connections are beyond Chaya Davis’s imagination.
As for Jas Reed, he has Charles and Sophie to handle him, so dealing with Chaya Davis is more than enough for her.
Given Chaya Davis’s personality, she can already predict how things will unfold.
She’ll see if the relationship between Chaya Davis and Ophelia Wilson, as mother and daughter, is truly that good, that deep.
"Mom, what’s wrong with you?" Ophelia Wilson ca downstairs to get water and was puzzled to see Chaya Davis coming back in a rage.
"Ophelia." Hearing Ophelia Wilson’s question, Chaya Davis looked at her with aggrieved eyes, "I embarrassed you."
"What happened?" Ophelia Wilson was shocked and quickly walked over, "What happened?"
"I thought wearing the most expensive jewelry you bought would make stand out and surely not embarrass you. But, unexpectedly... they still looked down on ." Chaya Davis said, growing more and more aggrieved.
"They looked down on you?" Ophelia Wilson asked, puzzled.
"They said I only have this one set of jewelry, called the fake’s mom, saying..." Just then, Chaya Davis realized she was saying too much and quickly waved it off, "It’s nothing, Ophelia, it’s just, just... sigh, I’ll head upstairs first."
"Mom, go buy so more jewelry tomorrow." Ophelia Wilson imdiately understood what was going on.
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