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Chapter 22
Chapter 22 Confrontation
Sharon didn't expect to meet Leah so soon. She was stunned for a moment before finally coming to her senses and sweeping her gaze over Leah.
She found that Leah was wearing a plain light blue dress, and aside from the simple necklace around her neck, she wore no extra jewelry. Even so, it didn't tone down the beauty of her face, which made Sharon feel ashamed of her own appearance.
"But what of it? No matter how good-looking you are, aren't you still living in such misery that you dress yourself in such a simple yet elegant outfit?" Sharon thought, and a look of contempt gradually appeared on her face.
She said, "Miss Wilson, are you deliberately hiding in this deserted place because you're worried about being outdone by the wealthy ladies in the hall?"
Leah put up a thin smile. "Aren't you here as well, Miss Foster? Does that mean you're worried too, so you especially came here to hide?"
"Do you think that's likely? I'm the main character today!" Sharon tilted up her chin proudly. "Even Quentin sees me as the most important person, so who can compare with me? Miss Wilson, could it be you deliberately said it because you're jealous of me? Or are you jealous that I can get Quentin's attention?"
"Pfft," Leah snorted, "You are thinking too much. I thought you also had the same thought as me since you understood what I wanted to do so well."
"Leah, enough of your acting. You do actually mind, don't you?" Sharon said, slowly approaching Leah. "You mind that I'm together with Quentin and that I can be doted by Quentin. You bared your soul to him, yet you're being the abandoned one."
Truthfully, Leah didn't care about all the things she said, but her intimidating attitude made her feel uncomfortable.
She said, "Speaking of which, Miss Foster, you were pregnant before Quentin and I got divorced, weren't you? Do you think it's such an honor to be a mistress? If you're really proud of it, I wouldn't mind helping you publicize it, so your fans will also know about it."
"Are you threatening me?" Sharon's expression started to look terrible, but then, as if she thought of something, she let out a sarcastic laugh. "Leah, in the end, don't you just mind with how well Quentin treats me?"
Then she gently fiddled with the necklace around her neck, clearly showing off.
"I suggest that you stop bringing misery upon yourself. Otherwise, as Quentin and get married later, there will be things that make you even more miserable. Forget about anything else, but this necklace on my neck is something that Quentin gave me to celebrate my birthday. He had spent a lot of money to find a special designer to customize it for me. This necklace is the only one in the world, just like the love Quentin gave me, only one of a kind."
Leah didn't care about it at first, but as she saw that familiar necklace around Sharon's neck out of the corner of her eye, an unknown emotion flashed in her eyes.
Wasn't that necklace the one designed by her and Anna on that day?
At that time, the design draft had passed the review on the same day it was sent to the client.
After that, she left it to the staff to deal with it and ignored it.
But she didn't expect that the client who approached their company to make the design turned out to be Quentin.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.
Speaking of which, she did find it strange that the requests made by the client sounded so much like them.
Leah was surprised but soon adjusted her emotions.
She made a lot of money from this design anyway, so she didn't care who Quentin gave it to.
Sharon was always observing Leah's every move. When she noticed Leah staring at the necklace around her neck unblinkingly, a smug smile appeared on her face.
"I'm sorry, Miss Wilson, but I didn't mean to make you sad by saying all this. If it hurts you that much, I won't say anything more."
Leah crossed her arms and said with a half-smile, "Sharon, are you afraid I will snatch Quentin away and be together with him again?"
Sharon sneered, "You're divorced with him now. How can he still reconcile with you?"
Leah shrugged. "Since you don't
think we will reconcile, why are you seeking my attention here? Besides, Quentin's behaviors of cheating while he was married and making his mistress pregnant are enough to prove that he's just a scumbag who can't control himself. I suppose if I were as shameless as you and crawled into his bed by myself, I would still have a chance to seduce
someone like him. After all, you can't
even compare to my figure and looks. Don't you think so, Miss Foster?"