Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

Chapter 562

Laura was flaunting her arrogance, especially after realizing Maja was no big cheese. Her fingers were practically brushing Maja’s face.

Everyone around was just enjoying the show, some knowing that Laura was dating Kurt. So, they didn’t dare to intervene.

Maja found that amusing and burst into laughter. What did it matter to Laura if she was wearing knockoffs?

Seeing Maja’s laughter, Laura felt humiliated and grabbed a glass of red wine from a waiter’s tray, splashing it all over Maja’s chest.

Maja couldn’t dodge in time, the wine trickling down her neck, the scene was super awkward.

Laura raised an eyebrow smugly.

“This fake trash deserves to be ruined!”

Maja was livid, noticing lan standing not far away. He had just come up from the second floor and didn’t seem inclined to help her out.

She took a deep breath, and without a warning, slapped Laura hard.

Laura was taken aback. The wine glass in her hand fell to the floor and shattered.

She touched her face in disbelief, thinking she must be dreaming.

bumpkin dared to

bitch! Do you know

was my work from college. I never authorized any company to use it, yet this brand used it without my consent, that’s copyright infringement. I thought you, wearing this dress,

was calm, and she slowly

the day, the organizers must still have records of that. If you’re the spokesperson for this

look at Carlene,

Wasn’t she publicly criticized by Master Herbert recently? Mistaking fake art for real and real art for fake.

accused Laura

had been enjoying the drama, but her face

She knew that many people in the circle had

big deal, anyone he criticized would be finished in the

anger,

name, Laura looked confused, “Who’s Herbert anyway? Is he famous

words trickled out of her

society, everyone knew who Herbert

celebrity, hadn’t reached the A–list yet, and had no interest in art, so she

being a country bumpkin, yet she was now

the mockery, was growing impatient with

your connection with Herbert, you need

that Kurt and a few rich