The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Carrie did not dare to lift her eyes to meet Jason's gaze, nor did she dare to respond to him. She hunched her shoulders, wishing she could disappear into thin air like a wisp of smoke. Ryan's phoenix-like eyes turned even colder as he stared icily at Jason, who remained composed and friendly despite Ryan's evident hostility.

Ignoring Ryan completely, Jason extended a hand towards Carrie. "Carrie, it's me, Jason Solloway. We were classmates in junior high. Do you remember me?"

Ryan's gaze darkened as he forcefully pushed Jason's hand away. "I think my wife doesn't remember you."

The air between them became extremely tense. However, Zoe secretly chuckled to herself. It seemed that provoking Ryan and teasing this fool was the source of all her happiness in life.

Jason tightened his grip on his aching fingertips, a flicker of anger passing through his eyes. But he quickly regained his composure and stared fixedly at Carrie. "Carrie, you're married to Mr. Hoffman? How come I didn't see any news about such a big event?"

Before Ryan could speak, Zoe jumped in. "Jason, you've only recently returned to the country. There are many things in our circle that you don't know. My eldest brother and Carrie have been living together for a long time. Even though they're not officially married, they're practically husband and wife."

She deliberately raised her voice for all to hear.

Everyone passing by could hear it clearly.

a man? Even though her mother is gone,

not just any man. It's Mr. Hoffman, the future heir of the Hoffman

Hoffman? Is he not a man? Besides, everyone in Savrow knows his reputation. They've been living together for so long without getting married. Clearly, he

will be plenty of women lining up for him. Ms. Salvador's reputation

just too naive and

spread haphazardly, creating chaos, each like a thunderbolt exploding in Carrie's ears, leaving her with a profound sense of anxiety. Beads of sweat

it too, his intense gaze sweeping over those

"Oh, so that's how it

by that's

the engagement ceremony is all set, and I've already sent

future mistress of the Hoffman group. How many more times do I

crowd murmured in