The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

The Divorced Billionaire Heiress chapter 94

The moment Wendy Quade saw Yvette, her expression changed. ‘If Yvette could come, then does it mean that Nicole was also here…? I wasn’t mistaken?’

In an instant, Wendy clenched her fist and had her gaze affixed to the woman sitting with her back facing them.

“Are you deaf? Come and take pictures with me! “ Ingrid was annoyed that she was ignored by a model.

Yvette chuckled and looked like she was ready to watch Ingrid make a fool of herself. “Who the hell are you? Why should anyone listen to you?“

Ingrid gritted her teeth. “It has nothing to do with you! Mind your own business! “

She looked at the model who was still unmoved. “ Hey, you! I’m the Young Lady of the Ferguson family. How much do you want to be willing to take a picture with me?“

‘What’s so big of a deal?’ Ingrid thought. Ingrid only wanted to show off to her friends.

Otherwise, she would not have asked for a photo. In the past, Ingrid was used to others surrounding her and asking her for a picture.

Nicole raised her eyes in annoyance. ‘Can’t I have a moment of peace?’

the guest list…“ Nicole finally spoke

counting their blessings that I didn’t find fault with them. They even dare to find trouble with me? They really have

said in disbelief,

beautiful model is actually Nicole?! Nicole even did the closing walk for this coveted fashion show? How

there a problem?“ Nicole looked

glum. She had already been humiliated by Nicole earlier today, and now, she was standing here getting pissed off by

to be elegant and high- fashion. Even if you wear such a beautiful dress, you will never get rid of that smell of poverty on you! I think that I’ve been cursed to see you

to take a picture with Nicole because that would only pull

in exasperation. “Hahaha! You’re saying that we smell of

to be so capable that he can get you into this show, but it doesn’t matter because once I disclose your

that

such a high -society event tolerate the presence of an unseemly

faintly hooked her lips and let out a disdainful

said, “Who’s

Julie as the founder of Share and walked over in a fit

who was kicked out of the house by my brother, Eric Ferguson. She’s not from a rich family and she’s not worthy

she glared at Ingrid. “It’s you two