Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 289 Gwendolyn Pretends To Take The Bait 外穿43%會 +15 Bonus For some reason, Evelyn’s face emerged in Gwendolyn’s mind, for the latter seemed to know everything about Gwendolyn’s past in Fairlake.

Faced with Gwendolyn’s silence, Eloise gloated, “What’s it going to be, Gwendolyn? Are you panicking because you realize your harsh methods don’t work on me anymore?” In spite of the taunt, Gwendolyn remained unfazed as a grin emerged on her face.

“I’ve always enjoyed a challenge.

Since you don’t care about the consequences, I’ll just blow the matter up.

I’m sure your parents and brother won’t be as nonchalant about it as you are.

” After glancing at her watch, Gwendolyn continued, “There are still eight minutes left.

Let’s see how much your parents really love you when your birthday banquet ends up becoming the laughingstock of the city’s high society.

” “You… You really want to challenge me, don’t you!” Eloise’s face contorted in fury beneath her makeup.

Both of them were subsequently locked in a stalemate, neither wanting to back down.

After all, Eloise couldn’t show weakness in front of the assistant and manager from Angle.

It wasn’t until Sherman’s voice rang out from the corridor that the impasse was interrupted.

“Eloise, Gwendolyn, what’s going on?” Wearing an indifferent expression, Gwendolyn leaned elegantly against the door.

When Sherman shifted his gaze to Eloise, the latter kept mum.

In the end, it was the manager who came forward to explain the situation.

Upon learning of what happened, Sherman broke into a gentle smile while exuding a debonair aura.

“This is a trivial matter.

There’s no need to kick up a fuss on Eloise’s birthday.

I remember that she had extra costumes made and kept them in the storeroom.

” He subsequently instructed the housekeeper, “Go to the storeroom and get the group changed into their new outfits.

Be quick about it.

” “Yes, Mr. Ferguson.

” Upset by the turn of events, Eloise folded her arms and rolled her eyes before turning to leave.

Nevertheless, the smile on Sherman’s face was just as warm.

Being the gentleman that he was, he apologized to the girls in the room, “I’m sorry for the Ferguson family’s lack of hospitality.

Let me make for it by apologizing over a toast later.

“Thank you,

really kind of

the other girls nodded shyly as

Bait Now that Sherman had mediated a conclusion to the matter, Gwendolyn turned and left, as she

caught

able to

his words, Gwendolyn picked up

both their footsteps echoed

was there that Sherman took a deep breath

“Gwendolyn, I swear that this is the

indignant over the fact

the very least,

that I’m inferior to Cedrick

character and family background is superior to his, so why did you still choose him

she had explained the situation to

choice but to snuff out whatever hope he had left once

comparing yourself to

even come

mind that the feelings you have for me are nothing

if Cedrick didn’t exist, we

won’t be

a stunned look on

they wrought within him filled

of his reaction, there was

she

from the banquet hall

Mr. Jenson was

so please

where she was

smile while the amusement in her eyes intensified, If Cedrick ever wanted to see her, he would never

does Eloise plan to do to me in the Ferguson residence? This is getting interesting Breaking into a mischievous yet alluring smile, Gwendolyn turned around to glance at

still frozen to the spot, devastated by her earlier

right, lead

housekeeper bowed slightly before

“This way, please.

of her dress elegantly, Gwendolyn

sudden, a threatening aura crept up

13/27 Fri, 2 Jun Chapter 289 Gwendolyn Pretends To Take The Bait Scoffing internally, Gwendolyn didn’t

reached around her neck before covering her mouth

a momentary struggle, Gwendolyn

witnessed how the housekeeper was trying to drag

are you doing? Let go of her!” When the housekeeper ignored his cries, Sherman came forward to wrest Gwendolyn from the former’s arMs. All of a sudden, Eloise

is

get in

Ferguson residence, our family will be in deep trouble! Do you know that?” Eloise replied with conviction, “I do, but it’s not like