Chapter 437


    I stood in front of the mirror,pletely stunned by the work the stylist had done on me. This was not


    the first time I got a makeover from a stylist, but my hairstyle today waspletely different from


    anything I had done before, yet it fullyplimented my makeup. The makeup artist had done an


    excellent job bringing out my best features.


    I instantly fell in love with my new look— refreshingly sweet with just enough hint of sexiness in this


    attire. I didn’t remember looking this beautiful in my life, not even on the day Lyle and I got married.


    “Come on, let’s take a walk outside and have some afternoon tea while waiting for my idol toe and


    pick you up for that party. You’ll definitely be able to show off to that so-called new school artist with


    your nice set of knockers,” Sabrina said while giving my chest a little squeeze, and then did the same


    on hers. “Maybe with some luck, mine will start growing again.”


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    Rolling my eyes, I smacked Sabrina’s hand off my chest. It was ridiculous to think that I would use the


    advantage of my body to show Crystal up. All I wanted to do was to wear something appropriate while


    keeping a low profile when attending the wedding ceremony. Besides, I was curious about


    Christopher’s cryptic prophecy that the wedding was doomed to fail.


    The man is so sure that the wedding ceremony is going to fall apart. I wonder how things are going to


    unfold at the wedding.


    Feeling people’s gazes on me, I bent forward slightly in an attempt to mask my bosom. It wasn’t my


    fault that I was gifted in such a way that pleased Christopher to no end. Whenever we were in bed


    together, he wouldment that God was wise to have blessed my chest instead of my brain.


    “Yvonne Tanner?” Monica’s voice rang from behind.


    I turned around and met with Monica, who was standing next to Crystal. Didn’t Crystal just leave this


    ce not long ago? And now she’s teamed up with Monica? That’s strange. I suppose my enemy’s


    enemy is my friend. Now that they have befriended each other, there will be plenty for them to talk


    about, such as devising ns to set me up.


    I narrowed my eyes and forced a smile. “Ms. Martin, I didn’t know you and Crystal are friends. But I


    guess it’s no surprise. Birds of the same feathers flock together, after all.”


    “You’re not entirely wrong, Ms. Tanner. Crystal and I are friends because we are both winners. On the


    other hand, a loser will always be losers,” Monica spoke softly, yet it was apparent she was taking a


    stab at me.


    “Loser?” I smiled sarcastically. Perhaps I really am a loser, or my life wouldn’t have been turned upside


    down by these people.


    “You’re right, Ms. Martin. For someone who had carefully calcted her every move to scheme against


    others and ended up exposing herself and hurting those who care about her, you would know that


    better than anyone else, wouldn’t you? So, tell me, how does it feel being dethroned like that all of a


    sudden?”


    I was in no mood and had no need to be on friendly terms with someone who had conceived such an


    borated and evil n to take Christopher away from me. It still frightened me to think that the


    woman had nearly seeded in doing that.


    I was fortunate enough to be with someone who was so stubbornly in love with me. If it wasn’t for


    Christopher, I would probably be only finding my way back from a rural town right now, only to find out


    Christopher had already married Monica.


    Monica’s expression darkened in the next instance. She gritted her teeth while giving me the death


    stare. “It’s still too soon to judge, Ms. Tanner. You think just because my n has failed, you have


    nothing else to worry about being with Chris? Don’t be so naive. You’re in such a dumpster that even


    Julia doesn’t think you’re worth her while. But I know her best. I can bet you anything there’s no way


    she will ept you as her daughter-inw.”


    “No matter what, Chris still belongs to me, doesn’t he?” It wasn’t my usual style to talk in such a


    boastful manner. But since the subject was Monica, I found it unusually fulfilling to publicly ridicule her.


    “You can dere victory all you want, but don’t forget that your public image is as good as in the gutter


    right now. Everyone in Avenport knows you to be a vicious and maniptive woman. I’ve destroyed not


    only your reputation but also your career prospect. At any rate, I think my n has worked out nicely.”