The Wrong Woman

A happy smile adorned Sally’s face. Her excitement seemed a little over the top, as though she was trying to show off.

“Really? Wendy and Cheryl want to show me something amazing?

Wow, I can’t wait to see it!”

Then, she nodded at Suzanne before continuing politely, “Well then, Suzanne, Madam Florence and I will be taking our leave. We’ll hang

out with you later.”

After that, Sally and Florence walked away happily while holding.

hands.

Suzanne felt hollow on the inside. She didn’t know what else to feel at

the moment. Hence, she could only sink back into her chair and take, a sip from her glass of lemon water.

She remained silent as though she was an outsider merely spectating the banquet. Her presence formed a jarring contrast to the boisterous banquet that was going on in full swing around her.

It made her look extremely out of place.

Ten minutes later, Sally returned to Suzanne’s table. This time, brought Wendy Lynch, the eldest sister- in-law, and Cheryl Manson, second sister-in-law, with her.

“Look, Suzanne! Wendy has given me an emerald bracelet! Isn’t it beautiful?” Sally asked while pretending to be nice to Suzanne.

Needless to say, Suzanne was appalled by Sally’s behavior. She knew that Sally was cooking up a scheme..

The reason she came over to be nice to Suzanne was so that she could have an excuse to humiliate her with Wendy and Cheryl around.

Instead of commenting on Sally’s bracelet, Suzanne opted to greet her sisters-in-law politely.

Wendy frowned as she eyed Suzanne up and down. A sneer soon perched on her lips as she mocked, “You’re supposed to be Nathan’s wife, yet you’re wearing such a shabby dress!”

Cheryl snickered as well. “Oh, Suzanne. Your background is a joke, to begin with. Why are you still wearing such plain clothes on this occasion? Are you here to make a fool of yourself?”

Sally blinked as she said kindly, “Wendy, Cheryl, please don’t make fun of Suzanne. I think she looks quite pretty tonight.”

Wendy just smiled at Sally. “Your kindness knows no bounds, Sally. You’re always kind and compassionate to everyone you meet. However, I’m a completely different person. People should stick to the status quo. I don’t plan on playing nice with a lowly commoner like Suzanne.”

Suzanne was unperturbed by the insult. Instead, she shot Wendy and Cheryl a small smile.

“Since you two think you have blue blood running through your veins, you should know very well that you aren’t supposed to cause trouble at Grandma’s birthday banquet. You don’t want to humiliate yourselves in front of everyone else, right?”

Wendy and Cheryl, who had intended to humiliate Suzanne in public, dispelled their thoughts of doing so immediately.

But Sally pretended to look confused. She asked curiously, “By the way, Suzanne, what gift have you prepared for Grandma? Where is it?”

That question pierced Suzanne right in her weak spot. She shot Sally a cold and furious glare in response.

When Cheryl noticed the change in Suzanne’s expression, she

mocked, “Sally was just asking you a question. Just look at how fierce your face is. It’s fine if you never prepared a gift for Grandma in

the first place. She won’t like whatever it is that you got for her

anyway.”

“Let’s go. Being around her makes me sick,” Wendy said before walking away haughtily. Cheryl quickly followed suit.

Sally shot Suzanne a provocative look. She took a step forward, her lips already curled into a smirk. Then, she dropped her voice to a

murmur.

“Suzanne, you should leave now if you know what’s good for you. Otherwise, I’ll make sure to humiliate you in front of everyone tonight.”

Having left her threat hanging, Sally strutted away proudly as though she had already won the battle before it started.

Suzanne clenched her fists so tightly that they started trembling.

Avoiding conflict was easy, but avoiding hidden schemes, on the other hand, was definitely tough.

Sally was a manipulative and cunning woman. Who knew what sort of scheme she was cooking at the moment? Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

If a conflict were to happen, Suzanne would definitely be at the

end, getting humiliated and blamed by everyone.

After considering it for a moment, she decided to leave.

Just as Suzanne reached the front door, she happened to see Nathan who had just entered the manor.

Both of them stopped in their tracks a short distance away from each other. Their eyes met instantly, and Suzanne felt as if all the noises in the background had melted away. She could sense the atmosphere growing tense as well.