Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 1032:

Chloe exhaled a silent sigh of relief, thankful that Aelfric still believed in her.

At that moment, Korbin, Betty, and Denise, escorted by the butler, made their entrance into the banquet hall.

The event was a showcase of elegance, with every attendee dressed impeccably—a setting both alien and intimidating to Korbin and Betty.

As they navigated through the crowd, their expressions mirrored those of wide-eyed newcomers in awe of their surroundings, pausing to marvel even at the ornate wall lamps as if contemplating taking one home.

Denise, having made an effort to fit in by donning a pricier dress and styling her hair, still found herself looking plain in comparison to the refined ladies around her, resembling more of an outcast than a participant.

The trio attracted stares, becoming the subject of curious glances as if they were exhibits on display.

Unaware of the condescending looks, Korbin and Betty naively tried to mingle, their attempts at conversation drawing both laughter and winces from the more seasoned attendees.

Meanwhile, Denise twisted her waist, mimicking the sultry poses of actresses in television dramas, hoping to catch the eye of a wealthy heir.

Marissa, observing their attempts, could only roll her eyes and cast her gaze heavenward.

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Despite her past financial support for them, out of gratitude for her adoption, they lacked appreciation and even schemed with Chloe against her.noveldrama

Hannah caught Marissa’s reaction and turned sharply to address the intruders.

“So, are you the ones who have accused our Tiffany of being an imposter?”

Upon hearing the challenge, Korbin, Betty, and Denise all froze.

The butler promptly introduced, “This is Mrs. Hannah Nash, the hostess of the Nash family.”

Korbin and Betty quickly donned ingratiating smiles and greeted Hannah, “Hello, Mrs. Nash!”

Noticing Landen standing beside Hannah, Denise blushed and bowed, throwing subtle flirtatious glances at him.

Her efforts, however, were so clumsily executed that they bordered on the risqué, almost evoking a visceral reaction from Landen, who restrained himself only because of the decorum the occasion demanded.

Hannah, clearly seeing through Denise’s flimsy façade, managed to keep her composure and inquired again, pointedly, “You three claim that our Tiffany is a fake. Can you substantiate your accusation?”

Korbin, Betty, and Denise had been so preoccupied with trying to associate themselves with high society that they had completely forgotten their original purpose for attending the event.

It wasn’t until they heard Hannah’s question that they finally remembered it.

In an instant, their expressions and demeanor shifted entirely.

Up until then, Denise had been batting her lashes incessantly at Landen.

Hannah’s voice finally drew her attention away from him, and she looked around the room.

When her gaze landed on Marissa, standing beside Paul, Denise let out a cold, resentful laugh.

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