Chapter 911
911:
At least a hundred companies were vying for the same piece of land.
“Well, look who it is!” Isabella smirked upon spotting Brenna. “Are you here on behalf of the Harper Group or your small company?”
“It’s none of your business,” Brenna shot back, her distaste for Isabella growing as she saw her cozying up to Denis.
Isabella said, “I look at the big companies here today with substantial power. Even though you’re the daughter of the Harper family, your tiny company probably doesn’t pull in enough to compete here.” She scoffed, clearly looking down on Brenna.
Then, a thought struck her. “Are you bidding with the Harper Group’s money? Or is your boyfriend footing the bill for you?”
Brenna settled into a seat beside Isabella, her face impassive, ignoring Isabella.
Isabella continued, her voice sharp and taunting, “Did I guess it right? It must feel nice to have such powerful backing.”
Her words carried, loud enough for nearby bidders to overhear, yet no one said anything. After all, as long as Brenna had money, she could bid, and they couldn’t control her.
Irked by Isabella’s smug attitude, Brenna shot back, “And why are you here today? Hoping Denis is snapping up this land as a present for you?” She recalled something her mother had mentioned during breakfast. “I heard Denis is tying the knot soon. Is this piece of land his gift to you?”
Isabella’s expression soured instantly, her eyes narrowing into a fierce glare. Denis was indeed getting married soon, but not to her; he was set to marry the younger sister of Shirie’s new mob boss.
Isabella’s complexion turned ashen as she bit her lip, fighting back tears.
The news about Denis’ wedding to that woman was supposed to be a secret. She had invested so much effort tracking down the identity of the woman Denis was about to marry. How could Brenna have figured it out before her?
A circle of strangers was looking at her now, their eyes filled with everything from pity to thinly veiled ridicule. Never in her life had she felt this deeply humiliated.
Lɑtєst chαptєrs 𝑖n g𝒶l𝑛ovє𝓁ѕ.с𝓸m
Had she lost to a woman like Brenna—a wealthy woman with power and beauty—she might have understood her defeat.
However, that was not the case. Denis’ soon-to-be bride turned out to be a woman with none of those qualities. She was plain, overweight, and older than Isabella.
Isabella couldn’t accept this.
She had followed Denis secretly and seen the woman. She could not help but feel appalled by the woman he had chosen, especially since Denis never used to show interest in that type of woman before. Seeing Denis wrap his arm around that woman, laughing beside her, and even kissing her in public felt like a punch to the gut.
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