Chapter 132
Chapter 132
A familiar voice rang out, and Xanthea looked up to see Queenie storming towards them, clutching her smartphone like a weapon.
Oh, wasn’t she just a sobbing mess, gasping for breath, and now she’s bounced back so quickly?”
“Ms. Marlowe?”
Several men looked at her quizzically as she made her way directly to Xanthea, slamming her phone down in front of Xanthea, “Everyone back off, I need a word with her alone!”
“Alright then.”
As the crowd dispersed, Xanthea gracefully lifted her wine glass, gently swirling its contents, “Ms. Marlowe, it seems that you have taken quite a blow, crying yourself hoarse like that.”
“You vixen, don’t get too smug just yet. Look at what I have here!”
She lit up her phone, and Xanthea, rather than showing any hint of fear or panic, simply smiled at the Images displayed. –
“I don’t know whether to compliment you on your photography skills or to praise my photogenic face. Even these blurry shots look unbelievably gorgeous.”
“Flaunting yourself around other men like that behind Ori’s back, and you still have the audacity to say. such shameless things? Just wait until I send these photos to Ori and see how you argue.”
“Make sure to send me a copy too; I quite like this set.”
Xanthea took a sip of her wine, cutting her off.
“What did you say?”
Queenie looked at her incredulously, her face showing evidence of Xanthea’s flirtatious encounters, yet Xanthea seemed utterly fearless. Was it all an act?
“Aren’t you afraid that Ori will see this and dump you?”
Xanthea laughed heartily, her laughter shaking like the leaves of a seductive enchantress.
“Ms. Marlowe, perhaps I wasn’t clear enough earlier in the hall. Orion and I are hardly the couple madly in love.”
What?
Queenie paused, a hopeful gleam returning to her eyes.
She had thought as much. How could Ori possibly choose someone like Xanthea as a girlfriend? Xanthea must be making it all up!
However,
Xailthea’s next words crushed any flicker of hope Queenie might have had.
“He’s the one hopelessly smitten, daydreaming and chasing me relentlessly. If it weren’t for his deep adoration and wealth, I would have kicked him to the curb long ago. You have no idea how annoying he can be, always wanting hugs and kisses.”
Shut up you wretch!”
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*Chapter 132
Queenie, red–eyed and tearful, raised her hand to slap her.
She thought, “Ori was a gem, brilliant and unparalleled, his virtues too numerous to count, and she was with him only for his money?”
Xanthea caught Queenie’s hand swiftly, splashing the contents of her wine glass across her face, “Wake up, Ms. Marlowe. If you’re going to be this aggressive, don’t blame me for being rude.”
“Aah!”
Wine drenched Queenie’s face, ruining her delicate Lolita dress, leaving her trembling with rage and screaming in frustration.
“You wretch, just you wait! Do you really think I’d believe a word you say? I’ve recorded our whole -conversation and I’ll hand it over to Ori along with the photos!”
Xanthea’s lips curled into a slight smirk, “Whatever.”
After Queenie stormed off furiously, Xanthea became the talk of the entire party.