Pinching the faint purple VIP card in her hands, Nevaeh’s eyes were filled with suspicion and doubt despite the words ‘Vera Quinn’ boldly engraved on it.
Nevaeh had become an honorary member of many luxurious stores ever since she became the oldest daughter of the Montgomery family. She wanted to become one for this store to further elevate her taste, yet she found herself unable to meet their requirements just yet.
She had never expected the woman she hated so much to fulfill such requirements, though!
Niamh’s lips curled as she turned to face Nevaeh’s fuming face. “So can this jewelry seller take the gown now?”
With that, she plucked the card from Nevaeh’s hands and turned elegantly.
“Wait!” Nevaeh walked forward to stop Niamh. “So what if you have that card, Vera? Let me tell you, someone has already pre-ordered that dress long ago.” She crossed her arms and smirked. “If I can’t have it, neither can you!”
Staring at Nevaeh’s ugly selfishness in the face, Niamh’s lips tugged into a victorious smile. “I think you’re mistaken. The one who can’t have it is you, Nevaeh Delgado. The gown has been mine since half a month ago.”
“What?” Nevaeh’s smile hardened.
An assistant hurriedly explained. “That’s true, Miss Montgomery. Someone has already pre-ordered the gown half a month ago as we’ve mentioned earlier and that person is… Miss Vera Quinn.”
“…” Nevaeh was speechless.
“So can I go yet?” Niamh smiled at the sight of Nevaeh Delgado being close to blowing up.
The store members quickly stepped forward to form two lines as they bowed respectfully to bid Niamh farewell. “Have a nice day, Miss Quinn. Please come again.”
Niamh raised the corner of her lips prettily, her mirthful gaze sweeping over Nevaeh’s frustrated expression.
“From the behavior you’ve shown during this short period of time, Miss Delgado, I’m starting to understand why Mr. Waldburg’s refusing to get married.”
“What… What are you talking about? What do you mean, Vera Quinn?”
“I’m speaking in English. Don’t you understand, Miss Delgado? That doesn’t make sense, unless you’re telling me that we’re not the same kind?”
“…” Nevaeh was close to exploding, but to protect her image of a saint, she clenched her teeth and refrained herself.
Niamh spared her a glance before turning around casually.
‘You’re angry, aren’t you, Nevaeh?
‘Don’t get too angry. We’ve only just started.
‘I’ll take back every single thing you owe me!’
Nevaeh returned to the Montgomery household with a belly full of anger. Seeing her return, the housekeeper poured her a cup of tea and brought her a plate of snacks.
“What’s wrong, Miss Nevaeh? Here, have some fruits to chase away the anger.” The housekeeper fawned over her smilingly.
“Who are you to poke your nose into my business?” Nevaeh rolled her eyes, displeased. “Where’s my mother?”
The sound of a car drifted in from the door after she asked, and the housekeeper shot a gaze toward the door. “I believe Madam is back.”
With that, Nevaeh immediately stood. “Tell my mother I’m in my room when she asks.”
Giving the order, she picked up her bag and rushed up the stairs.
The housekeeper acknowledged and stared at Nevaeh’s retreating figure with hatred in her eyes.
“You’re Brittany’s indirect killer, Nevaeh Delgado! Brit would still be living happily and easily as the oldest daughter had you not suddenly appeared and stole her spot!”
Having said that, she sensed Eloise’ steps approaching.
“Where’s Nevaeh, Diana? Is she back yet?” Eloise’s voice drifted over.
While the housekeeper was around Eloise’s age, she was no match for the other in terms of physique or temperament.
Turning around to face Eloise, she replied respectfully, “Miss Nevaeh has just returned. She should be in her room.”
Eloise nodded and turned to walk up the stairs with a smile.
“Look what Mom got you, Nevaeh? Only my daughter is worthy of such beautiful jewelry in all of Glendale. With this, I’m sure you’ll become the center of everyone’s attention during the Waldburg Corporation’s 50th anniversary celebration.”
Eloise spoke while she walked into Nevaeh’s room. Stepping inside, she dropped the jewelry box in shock at the scene within the room.
“Nevaeh! What are you doing?” Eloise rushed forward to take the fruit knife away from Nevaeh. “What happened, Nevaeh? Who bullied you? Tell Mom. I’ll never let anyone harm my precious daughter!”
Eloise’s heart raced in worry and fear as she pulled a ‘suicidal’ Nevaeh into her arms.
She had lost her precious daughter once already 20 years ago, and she refused to lose this precious child again.
Nevaeh leaned sorrowfully into Eloise’s chest, trying her best to squeeze tears from her eyes. “It hurts, Mom. I’m so tired… Why is my relationship with Kendrick so difficult? It used to be Niamh, now there’s a Vera Quinn too. I…”
“Vera Quinn?”
Eloise’s mind supplied her with a face of a woman who looked exactly like Niamh.
“What did that woman do to you?”
“She humiliated me in public, made fun of me, and mocked how Kendrick would never marry a woman like me. She’s always with Kendrick, even using Jack to get closer to him. I think Kendrick has feelings for her too…”
She lifted her eyes that had gone red from all the tears. “My feelings for Kendrick are too deep, Mom. I fell for him the moment I saw him when we were kids. I really can’t live without him. I’d rather die if it means that I can’t be with him…”
“Don’t think that, silly child. It won’t be the end of the world! Mom can’t lose you again!” Eloise comforted her daughter with distress as her eyes darkened. “Vera Quinn is just a shameless b*tch. I can’t believe she’d seduce Kendrick even when he already has a fiancée. Don’t worry, Nevaeh, your mom will get her back for you!”
“No, Mom. Don’t go.” Nevaeh quickly pulled Eloise back.
“I can’t just sit and watch when others bully you like this, Nevaeh. You can’t be too kind. Kindness will only make the bullying worse.”
“I know you love me, Mom. But she’ll definitely tell Kendrick if you bother her and I don’t want Kendrick to be sad.”
Nevaeh wiped off a tear as she grasped Eloise’s hand in hers.
“I have another way to get Kendrick’s heart back, Mom. Will you help me?”
There was no way Eloise would reject her daughter. “Tell me, Nevaeh. What’s your plan? Mom would do anything to make you happy.”
The day of Waldburg’s 50th anniversary arrived in the blink of an eye.
Niamh lazily gave herself a spa treatment before finally plopping herself in front of the vanity to start doing her makeup.
After that, she donned herself in the gown that Nevaeh could only wish to own, picked up her designer purse, and got into a car toward Glendale’s first-ever luxurious six-star hotel.
Rows of street lamps glowed as the night began to darken. Staring at the reflection on the windows in the car, her red lips curled as she raised a hand to rearrange the baby hair around her forehead.
The beauty of the small smile gracing Niamh’s lips was reflected in the rearview mirror, causing the driver to almost run a red light.
It was the first time he had seen such a beautiful woman.
At that moment, the main entrance of the six-star hotel was already packed with people.
Reporters fought each other for first-hand material while various passersby also stopped to collect small gifts.
Guests with the invitations entered the hotel to arrive at the floor of the celebration hall.
It was an outstanding sight, for numerous celebrities had come to attend the celebration of Waldburg Corporation’s 50th anniversary.
Despite not getting to wear the gown she wanted to, Nevaeh had still dressed in a way that gave off a dignified and generous aura.
She was attending the celebration as the future Mrs. Waldburg, after all.
Not to mention the highlight of the night! She would not allow mishaps when it came to her appearance!
Donned in a tailored black suit for the night, Kendrick elegantly entered the venue.
Under the warm glow of the chandelier that danced on his attractive features, coupled with the tailored suit that accentuated the man’s physique, Kendrick seemed to ooze with princely dignity and grace.
The ladies there stared at him, trying to approach and flirt only to back down at the cold deterrence in the man’s eyes.
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