Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother

Everyone then talked enviously about the material and the quality of the luggage tag. They were all fresh graduates who were trying to climb the social ladder. No one would have spent so much on a luggage tag unless they were born rich.

For the men, the luggage tag was nothing but a practical item. They couldn't have known what a pick-me girl meant. Only girls would know.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Jasmine's face turned ashen when she saw the pick-me luggage tag. Then, her face turned beet red when the guy mentioned "pick me." The feeling of not being able to vent her fury had to be awfully frustrating.

She lifted her head and glared at me. For a moment, I saw hatred and even murderous malice in her eyes. None of the people present knew about the conflict between Jasmine, Colin, and me. The luggage tag was just an ordinary item to them. Only Jasmine knew what I was trying to imply.

It must have been incredibly mortifying to be humiliated in public like this. But who could blame me? She had it coming for pulling those disgusting, underhanded tactics. I merely returned her the same favor. "Thank you, Luna. I love your gift so much." Jasmine quickly composed herself. The plastic smile returned to her face. She then passed the gift to Gavin before sitting upright, trying to make herself look classy and elegant. "I'm so sorry that I forgot to send you an invitation, Luna.

"But the more the merrier! Come join us. The dinner will begin shortly. I've ordered fresh lobsters from abroad. You must try them."

I gritted my teeth. She was doing it again. After she failed to manipulate Colin, she implied that I came uninvited and I was too poor to have ever tasted lobsters. I had run out of words to describe her evilness. She was the one who tried to steal my boyfriend from me first. How dare she keep challenging my bottom line! Because she was richer than me? Or because she was proud to be a home- wrecker?

I wondered what kind of upbringing she had to carry with her twisted moral values. Perhaps all bastard children were like this.

I pretended not to hear her intended messages and smirked. "Oh, no need to apologize, Jasmine. Colin and I are like a single entity. Wherever he goes, I'll be there. There's no need to invite me."

Jasmine sulked and fell silent. Finally, Colin's friends noticed the awkwardness in the general ambiance. Not wanting to meddle in our private affairs, they found an excuse to weasel out of the situation. How smart of them to stay away from the center of conflict. That would keep them safe.

Once the crowd dispersed, Jasmine dropped her sophisticated and classy act. She asked Gavin to usher her to the event halland uttered coldly, "Since you're already here, you might as well come in. I oversaw the menu myself.

Our She was directing her words toward me. Among all the guests here, I was the only one without an invitation. We also fought silently on our phones last night. Indubitably, she still held grudges. Inviting me inside was just another way of making fun of my inexperience in formal dinners like this one.

Wanting to avenge herself, she thought that words were her best weapon n

like me. Litan ordinary woman did she know, I had grown a lot lately. I was no longer the meek and timid Luna.