She went out to look downstairs and saw Nevaeh opening up the ingredients she and Kendrick had bought with a smile on her face. Then, she started to fiddle with them.
When it was becoming dusk, Nevaeh was almost done preparing all the dishes. She had also set up a candlestick on the table. It looked like she was going to have a candlelight dinner with Kendrick.
Niamh then heard Nevaeh calling Kendrick, but the phone call did not get through and she switched to leaving a voicemail instead. Nevaeh suppressed her voice and said in a pretentious tone, “Kendrick, it’s Nevaeh. I’ve prepared a candlelight dinner for us. When are you coming back? We haven’t had dinner together for a long time. I’ll wait for you to come back. You need to have dinner with me tonight no matter what.”
Nevaeh hung up after speaking shyly. Then, she ran back to the guest room.
Niamh walked downstairs slowly. She walked into the kitchen, looked at the sumptuous dinner table, and smiled.
Not long after, Nevaeh came.
Seeing Niamh sitting in the kitchen, Nevaeh’s expression suddenly changed. “Why are you here? Who allowed you to sit here?!”
Niamh raised her eyes leisurely and saw that Nevaeh was wearing a sexy dress that exposed some of her chest. It was obvious that she wanted to seduce Kendrick.
She was also obviously wearing very expensive perfume, but because she had sprayed on too much, it smelled pungent and cheap.
Niamh raised her eyebrows proudly and looked at Nevaeh with a gloomy expression. “I will be the mistress of this house soon, so why can’t I be here? What about you? Why do you keep loitering here? Do you want me to drive you off personally?”
Hearing that, Nevaeh did not feel angry this time but smiled instead.
“Vera Quinn, I think you’ve finally gone mad. You dare say this to me without any embarrassment?”
“I wouldn’t be crazy even when you’ve become crazy,” Niamh retorted without being surprised, “Things have already reached this point. Do you still think Kendrick will want you?”
“Bah! Stop dreaming! Do you think that Kendrick will want you even if he doesn’t want me?” Nevaeh folded her arms and sneered proudly, her eyes full of confidence, “Vera Quinn, let me tell you this. No matter how much you change your appearance, the woman Kendrick loves the most will always be me. I’m irreplaceable!”
Seeing Nevaeh’s confident and arrogant appearance, Niamh smiled. “Irreplaceable?” she repeated the word meaningfully. She smiled and picked up the expensive red wine, pouring a little to half of it into the glass in front of her.
“A mean, dirty, snake-hearted woman like you is indeed rare in the world. You can indeed be regarded as an ‘irreplaceable’ wonder,” Niamh said leisurely, holding up the wine glass and swaying it gently. She then took a sip.
“B*tch! How dare you say that to me?!” Nevaeh’s face turned dark in an instant. Hearing Niamh cursing her and then seeing her drinking the wine so leisurely, she was even more annoyed. “I prepared that for my candlelight dinner with Kendrick. How dare you drink it?!”
All of a sudden, Nevaeh stretched out her hand fiercely and pushed Niamh’s hand that was holding the wine glass. A little of the red liquid spilled out, and a few drops splashed onto Niamh’s magnolia- white dress.
Seeing that Niamh’s skirt was dirtied, Nevaeh let out a smirking laugh.
“Hmph, Vera Quinn. I advise you to save your time. With your face looking exactly like that slt Niamh, you’re destined to be trampled under my feet just like how she was! You’re the same as that btch. You aren’t worthy of being my opponent. You’re not even worthy to lift my shoes… Ah!”
Nevaeh had not finished her words of triumph when suddenly, a cold liquid was poured on her face.
She screamed before opening her eyes wide in shock, only to realize that Niamh had poured all the red wine in the glass on her face!
“You…” Nevaeh became angry all of a sudden. Her chest was rising and falling sharply.
Her evil face was covered with red wine and the liquid ran down her cheeks across her unhealed wound, dripping drop by drop onto her body and dress.
“This wine tastes good. Have you tasted it properly? If not, I can pour you another glass.” Niamh smiled leisurely, holding the bottle of red wine with her slender and fair hands. Then, she tipped the mouth of the bottle right above Nevaeh’s feet.
Nevaeh quickly took a few steps back while looking incredulously at Niamh who was ‘pouring her wine’ with a smile on her face.
“What’s wrong? Don’t you like red wine? Then, you should be satisfied with your own dishes, right?”
Seeing Nevaeh looking at her dumbfoundedly, Niamh quirked her eyebrows. She picked up a few of the dishes that had been carefully made by Nevaeh and poured them all in front of the woman.
“What about these? Do you like them?”
Nevaeh gritted her teeth. Seeing that not only the outfit she had specially prepared to seduce Kendrick tonight was ruined but also the table of dishes that had been fed to the floor, she gritted her teeth with anger. Her face seemed to be distorted and she looked as if she was about to burst.
Seeing Niamh looking at her with a funny look filled with provocation, Nevaeh clenched her fists suddenly.
“Vera Quinn, you b*tch!”
She cursed and rushed toward Niamh.
Niamh smiled lightly, picked up the glass, and threw it at Nevaeh’s feet.
Crash! The cup shattered suddenly as shards of glass scattered all over.
“Ah!” Nevaeh was startled and she retracted the steps she had just taken abruptly. She staggered back two steps and ran into the cabinet behind her.
She never expected that Niamh would throw the glass at her!
“You! How dare you dare throw it at me?!” Nevaeh was incoherent and acting violently. “Vera Quinn, I think you’re becoming really tired of life! Alright, since you want to die, I will then fulfill it for you and have you suffer the misery of being neither able to live or die like that b*tch Niamh!”
Nevaeh’s eyes suddenly surged with strong killing intent. The look in her eyes was as if she wished she could slash Niamh with a thousand swords.
She grabbed the pair of scissors from the cabinet, pointed the sharp end toward Niamh, and rushed at Niamh murderously.
Nevaeh was full of anger and was trying her best to teach Niamh a bloody lesson.
However, Niamh was not afraid. She even tried to dodge.
She stretched out her hand calmly, seizing the opportunity to grasp Nevaeh’s hand that was waving the scissors around.
Nevaeh’s almond eyes widened. She raised her other hand to sneak an attack on Niamh, but Niamh saw through it in a glance. While stopping Nevaeh, she unceremoniously raised her hand toward Nevaeh’s face and sent a loud slap.
With a slap, Nevaeh then exclaimed in pain.
The knife wound on her face had not even healed yet and she was also drenched in red wine. After getting slapped, a fiery pain burned within her flesh.
“My face!” she exclaimed, suddenly raising her angry eyes.
She did not want to meet Nevaeh’s arrogant and cold eyes at this moment after raising her head. She could not help her trembling body.
“What’s wrong? Finally tasted the ache of having salt sprinkled on your wound?” Niamh chuckled.
“You… Vera Quinn, you’d better let go!” Nevaeh was angry, annoyed, and eager to break free. “Vera Quinn, you listen here. You’d better let go of me immediately. Otherwise… Otherwise, I’ll definitely make you regret this!”
“Regret?” Niamh quirked her lips as she smiled, but not only did she not let go, she even tightened her grip around Nevaeh’s wrist.
From those beautiful eyes suddenly burst forth sharp, piercing rays of light. “Nevaeh, you should listen to me clearly. I’m not the Niamh who would allow herself to be trampled on or taken advantage of.
“I already know about everything you did to Niamh. I may look the same as Niamh, but that doesn’t mean you can succeed with me through the same means!”
Niamh raised her beautiful eyes coldly and arrogantly. With a sharp tone, she said, “Nevaeh, look at how you are now. Whether it’s your appearance or your heart, everything about you is dirty and ugly. Do you think Kendrick would still want you like this?”
She sneered, her eyes full of ridicule.
“Let’s not talk about the throne of being the young lady of the Waldburg family. You don’t even have the qualifications to enter the Waldburgs’ gate!” Niamh sneered, shaking off Nevaeh’s wrist.
Nevaeh took two steps back in a daze. Her originally murderous aura and anger were completely crushed by Niamh’s own aura.
She touched her stinging cheek while staring at Niamh. She gritted her teeth fiercely but could not refute with a single word.
Just then, from the entrance hall came the sound of the doorbell. Nevaeh raised her head abruptly to see that it was Kendrick. She immediately put away all her hostility, put on a mask of weakness from having been humiliated, and ran toward him crying.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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