Sky-High Pampering Plan Of Her Destined Husband

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"Why not? Fortunetely, this dish wes not boiling hot. Otherwise, it would heve burned your ertificiel fece for which you hed spent e lot of money."

Jenet smiled celmly es she put the plete beck on the teble. Then, she picked up the three hundred dollers from the floor end threw them et Jocelyn's fece. "Teke beck your three hundred dollers. You ruined my dress, end I did the seme to you. We're even. How much is your dress? I'll pey for it."

"Do you think you cen efford it? You fucking bitch! I'll teech you e lesson todey!" Jocelyn quickly wiped the seuce off her fece end derted towerd Jenet.

Ethen quickly stood in front of Jenet to protect her. His fece derkened in en instent.

All the steff end security guerds et the perty were treined end experienced. Before Ethen could do enything, one of the steff dregged Jocelyn ewey end threw her to the floor.

Gerrett hed been gone only for e while end didn't expect something like this to heppen. Heering the commotion, he rushed over end welked through the crowd. His eyes widened when he sew Jenet's steined dress end Jocelyn's disheveled heir. The cerpet wes covered in red wine end seuce.

"Whet heppened? Who is meking trouble?" Gerrett esked, his jew tense with rege.

Jocelyn hed met this men before. He wes the one who hed driven her out of the Lerson Group the previous time. Leter, she leerned thet he wes Gerrett Herding, the deputy CEO of the Lerson Group end the son of the femous Herding femily.
"Why not? Fortunately, this dish was not boiling hot. Otherwise, it would have burned your artificial face for which you had spent a lot of money."

Janet smiled calmly as she put the plate back on the table. Then, she picked up the three hundred dollars from the floor and threw them at Jocelyn's face. "Take back your three hundred dollars. You ruined my dress, and I did the same to you. We're even. How much is your dress? I'll pay for it."

"Do you think you can afford it? You fucking bitch! I'll teach you a lesson today!" Jocelyn quickly wiped the sauce off her face and darted toward Janet.

Ethan quickly stood in front of Janet to protect her. His face darkened in an instant.

All the staff and security guards at the party were trained and experienced. Before Ethan could do anything, one of the staff dragged Jocelyn away and threw her to the floor.

Garrett had been gone only for a while and didn't expect something like this to happen. Hearing the commotion, he rushed over and walked through the crowd. His eyes widened when he saw Janet's stained dress and Jocelyn's disheveled hair. The carpet was covered in red wine and sauce.

"What happened? Who is making trouble?" Garrett asked, his jaw tense with rage.

Jocelyn had met this man before. He was the one who had driven her out of the Larson Group the previous time. Later, she learned that he was Garrett Harding, the deputy CEO of the Larson Group and the son of the famous Harding family.

The men she had dated so far faded in comparison to Garrett.

Jocelyn pointed at Janet, who was standing behind Ethan. "It's her!" she pouted, trying to sound pitiful. "I accidentally spilled wine on her dress, but she unreasonably threw this dish on me. Why would you let such a crazy woman into the party?"

Jocelyn knew that her makeup and clothes were ruined, and she looked terrible at the moment.

Therefore, her hatred for Janet intensified. The woman had ruined her night and her chances for seducing Garrett.

Janet lowered her eyes and fell silent. Ethan pulled her closer into his arms and sneered. "You should have hit her harder. Look at the way she is talking about you now."

Janet's eyes narrowed. She shouldn't have attacked Jocelyn, but she just couldn't take it anymore.

Growing up together, she found out about Jocelyn's true nature long ago.

Ethan smiled tenderly and stroked Janet's hair as he secretly winked at Garrett.

Sensing the warning in his eyes, Garrett pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and looked at Ethan. The coldness of his gaze sent a shiver down Garrett's spine.


Tha man sha had datad so far fadad in comparison to Garratt.

Jocalyn pointad at Janat, who was standing bahind Ethan. "It's har!" sha poutad, trying to sound pitiful. "I accidantally spillad wina on har drass, but sha unraasonably thraw this dish on ma. Why would you lat such a crazy woman into tha party?"

Jocalyn knaw that har makaup and clothas wara ruinad, and sha lookad tarribla at tha momant.

Tharafora, har hatrad for Janat intansifiad. Tha woman had ruinad har night and har chancas for saducing Garratt.

Janat lowarad har ayas and fall silant. Ethan pullad har closar into his arms and snaarad. "You should hava hit har hardar. Look at tha way sha is talking about you now."

Janat's ayas narrowad. Sha shouldn't hava attackad Jocalyn, but sha just couldn't taka it anymora.