Chapter 160
The restaurant’s restroom lud a garden–style design. The background music was the soothing sound of flowing water and birds chirping, with the pleasant aroma lingering in the air.
Paisley stood by the sink, taking a moment to collect herself. She still wasn’t used to socializing in such complex circles. It wasn’t that she couldn’t handle it—she just didn’t want to waste her energy on sich meaningless interactions.
just then, a man walked out of the men’s restroom while talking on the phone. “Come on, don’t be mad. I’ll be home tonight”
He was well–dressed, with a deep, magnetic voice and eyes full of amusement. From the tone of his voice, he was probably coaxing his girlfriend or
wife
“I just came to drop by my daughter’s birthday party. I promised the kid I’d show up. Don’t worry, I won’t be staying the night–Fl be back in Brightmoor tonight.
“Yeah, yeah, that old hag disgusts me. She even has a scar on her stomach–I don’t even want to touch her!
“You’re the cutest, the prettiest Alright, be good and wait for me tonight, love you!”
Paisley frowned. It was obvious that he wasn’t talking to his wife or girlfriend but to his mistress.
After ending the call, the man walked over to the sink to wash his hands, finally noticing Paisley standing there. His eyes lit up instantly. “Hey, you look familiar. Have we met before?”
Paisley felt repulsed and quickly washed her hands. The man, however, wasn’t discouraged. Instead, his smile deepened. He pulled a business card from his pocket and offered it to her. “This is my private number. Give me a call if you’re interested”
At that moment, Tubella happened to be walking toward the restroom and saw the whole interaction. She immediately recognized the man standing next to Paisley. It wasn’t just anyone–it was Millie’s father, Nate.
Her instines kicked in, and she carefully barked away before turning and rushing back excitedly to Vivian
“Why are you in such a hurry?“.Vivian asked, looking at Isabella with slight disdain. She had never thought highly of the woman–considering her shon–sighted, obsessed with peftains, and nothing more than a gossiping shrew.
Isabella glanced around before leaning in closer to Vivian and whispering, “I just saw Mr. Morgan by the restroom.”
Vivian’s smile widened, her expression full of happiness. “Oh, my husband’s here?”
“Yes” labella deliberately emphasized her next words. “Ms. Sutton was there too
Vivian’s face stiffened for a brief moment. “So?
Isabella grew more anxious. “I saw Mr. Morgan give Ms. Sutton his business card. He even told her to call him if she was interested”
“What did you just say? Vivian’s voice rose sharply, catching the attention of those around her. She quickly lowered it again, glaring at Isabella. “Are you making up lies to slander my husband?”
habella flinched slightly. “How could I possibly slander Mr. Morgan? We know what kind of person he is. But not everyone does.”
She cast a meaningful glance toward Serena, who was playing with Millie nearby.
Vivian’s expression darkened. “What are you trying to say?
Tubella gestured toward berra. “Ms. Sutton is young and beautiful, and star’s raising a chuid alone. Didn’t you once say that a woman like her insically barcomers some rich man’s sugar baby!
“Mr. Morgan is such a gentleman–how could be possibly see through those women’s tricks Ms. Sutton must have said something to him, which is why he gave her has card. If they keep in tour, then—”
Isabella hadn’t finished, ban Vivian was already unable to sit still. She had originally planned to storm into the restroom and confront Paisley right then and there. But halfway there, she suddenly stopped and turned back.
“What’s wrong. Mrs. Morgan‘ Don’t worry, I’m
Eager to follow and watch tar drama unfold, Isabella was confused when Vivian changed her mind. “Wh on your side. A woman when tries to destroy another’s family should be taught a lesson!”
Vivian nodded, her eyes turning hostile. Yes, she needed to reach her a lesson. But just a litle punishment wouldn’t be enough–not enough for her
to learn, not enough for it to stick
Her gaze shifted toward Serena, who was playing happily with Millie.
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At that moment, the kids were gathered around, curiously admiring a bottle of Closed Carst knocking it over, the expensive wine bottle fuad been placeil on
csere. Trepresent the children ferem are intentally
In reality, it was just another way for Vivian to show off. She had deliberately placed the rare bottle in the art prane spee, where everyone could see it but wouldn’t dare ask for a share.
After all, Cloud Crest Reserve was incredibly expensive. Even though her husband was the general manager of Cret Crest Bridemann Arriva wasn’t something they could just bring home whenever they pleased.
She was already heartbroken about sharing just a small sip with everyone here today. But compared to that, Vivian still thought he important.
However, at this moment, neither the heartbreak nor her ego mattered–nothing was more important than her family. This bottle is so preh
so pretty. I wonder what the wine tastes like.” Elara said longingly. She wished she could grow up instantly and drink like the
“I don’t know. My mom says it’s really good, something most people don’t get to drink. That’s why she brought it out for everyone to try today Millie replied.
“Millie, your mom is so nice. My dad is really happy–he even drank Ms. Sutton’s share, Elara added.
Millie turned to Serena Rena, why didn’t your mom drink any?”
“It’s not good,” Rena answered honestly. “We have this at home too, but our bottle is even prettier. My mom says that one is the best.”
“If it’s so good, how come your mom never brings it out for everyone to try?” Elara pouted, teasing Serena.
Serena scratched her head. “Next time on my birthday, I’ll ask my mom to bring it so your parents can taste it.
“Rena, you’re lying. My mom says you don’t have a dad and that your family is poor. This wine is super expensive–your moth couldn’t witho Elara said, parroting what she had heard from her mother.
Serena was confused. “But my family isn’t poor. We live in a big house”
“But
you don’t have a dad, Elsa bigled out. She didn’t mean to hurt Serena. She was just repeating what her mom had said.
Litle did she know, those words hit Serena right in the heart. Her eyes welled up, and within seconds, tears started rolling down her cheeks. In her blurred vision, her small hand accidentally knocked into something
Then, a sudden crash rang out. The bottle, which had been placed high on the stand, somehow toppled over, shattering into pieces. The expense wine spilled all over the floor.
