Wooing My Ex-Wife
Chapter 40
Chapter 40 The Counterfeit +25 Bonus At eight in the evening, the guests had all arrived at the Mossey residence.
Other than the Mossey family’s relatives, those who came were all people from the upper-class society.
Madelyn was quietly standing beside Jerome, smiling and greeting the guests every once in a while.
However, she was not at all happy.
Her daughter was still in a coma, but Jerome was already trying to bring his illegitimate daughter into the family and even forced her to take Natasha as her own daughter.
She was livid.
Yet, she knew that the only way to prevent the Mossey family from going to ruins was to listen to Jerome, for they did not have a son, and her only daughter was currently unconscious.
Therefore, no matter how averse she was to the situation, she had to pretend as though she adored.
Natasha.
“Look! It’s Ms. Natasha!” someone cried out, and everyone in the hall instantly turned to look at the second floor, where the spotlight was aimed at Natasha had delicate makeup and an elegant smile on her face.
Her haute couture dress only made her look even more poised.
Every step she took as she came down the stairs was filled with grace.
The crowd immediately cheered and clapped, surrounding the new future heiress of the family.
One of the rich ladies said to Madelyn, “Mrs.
Mossey, you’re blessed.
Even your younger daughter is wonderful.
Moreover, her fiancé is Wright Construction Group’s CEO.
How jealous you make others!” Another rich woman quickly chimed in to curry favor with Madelyn.
“That’s right.
Mr. Wright’s young, handsome, and capable.
They’re truly a match made in heaven.
You’re so lucky, Mrs.
Mossey!” “No, no, of course not.
you-the two of you have both a
as she discreetly
Wright Construction Group was currently sitting
word, the noble way he carried
was reveling in everyone’s gazes
attention
men from wealthy families had their gazes fixed on her ever since she
gazes too, and she deliberately took her time walking
another commotion occurrel among
to look at the entrance 13:22 Mon, May Chapter 40 The Counterfeit +25 Bonus The young and handsome Joaquin strode down the red carpet and into the building while holding hands with his
a celebrity and the youngest son of the Zipper family, his appearance made the crowd
noticed the woman
glow even more, and although her makeup was light, it was surprisingly a perfect match for her dress of
seemed like
in awe, and no one paid any more attention to
the stairs, had never expected Gwendolyn’s appearance to instantly draw everyone’s
it would be better for her to
Anger flooded her veins.
and almost suffocated her.
shocked her even more was the fact that Gwendolyn still
worse than this b*tch? Furious, Natasha gritted her teeth, but she quickly recomposed herself and cleared her throat in
who was standing close
“Look! Mr. Joaquin’s companion is wearing the same haute couture dress as Ms. Natasha!” “You’re right! The one who looks lousier should be embarrassed…
forgotten how Ms.
looking back and forth, sizing Gwendolyn
made Natasha seem mediocre
was utterly defeated
vessel when she realized how
Soon, another
it?” “Oh my, it really is Ms. Z’sFirst Snow!” “But Ms. Z only makes one dress
works even if you’re rich, so why are there
crowd gasped, pushing the
existence of two identical dresses meant that one had to be a counterfeit
Natasha saw that things were going back on the
Jerome and
an incident to happen
away, and chaos
wealthy families, and they
might get ugly and spiral out of control, Madelyn walked over to the stage where
apologies for this
too, but let me explain things
thirty million, and I had it shipped over after calling Ms. Z
About Wooing My Ex-Wife - Chapter 40
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