Chapter 123
Chapter 123 The Handbags
The constant morning sickness made Cordelia feel mentally drained all day, and she became forgetful.
"I knew you''d forget. But there''s a secret I haven''t told you yet. The male lead for tonight''s performance
is Ivan Veblen!"
Ivan was a legend in the world of dance, having long since be a studio owner. He was Imogen''s
idol.
"Alright then. I''ll witness your dreame-true moment tonight and remind you to wipe away any
drool," Cordelia half-jokingly replied.
After a bit moreughter and conversation, Imogen suddenly turned serious. "Cordelia, you know
what? Elissa''s familypany has gone bankrupt!"
"Really? Didn''t Ben try to help salvage their family business? Maybe he could have even moved Elissa
to offer herself as a sacrifice!" Cordelia retorted with sarcasm, though she wasn''t surprised.
Elijah was a person who sought revenge for even the slightest wrong.
However, Cordelia had initially thought that Elijah had just wanted to teach Elissa a lesson, but it
seemed he had taken more drastic measures.
Yet, Imogen''s response was full of meaning. "Cordelia, you don''t understand."
"What?"
"Ben would love it if Elissa lost everything. That way, she''d have no choice but to cling to him tightly,"
Imogen exined.
"I see."
Cordelia knew that Ben was quite viperous.
"What about you, Imogen? If they... What are your ns for the future?" Cordelia asked with concern.
"I''ve already talked to Mr. Veblen. I''m nning to sign with his dance troupe and develop my career in
Tarssa City," Imogen replied casually.
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This sudden news took Cordelia aback.
Nheless, she was genuinely happy for Imogen''s newfound freedom.
She would have a bright future!
At dusk, Elijah returned home quite early.
Cordelia was lounging on the couch reading a book when she saw Elijahing in with an elegant
handbag from a certain brand. Her expression stiffened.
She had already felt ufortable, and now her anger was getting harder to contain.
"Take it away!"
Elijah halted in his tracks, looking at Cordelia in bewilderment. Seeing her bad expression, he quickly
put down the handbag and approached her cautiously.
"What''s wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Should I call the family doctor to check on you?"
Cordelia didn''t want him toe near her. She pushed his shoulder and said, "Step away."
Elijah arched an eyebrow. "What''s going on? What did I do to upset you?"
Cordelia turned her face away, refusing to speak.
Elijah nced back at the handbag he had just been holding, then guessed. "You don''t want me to give
you a gift?"
"I don''t need it," Cordelia said coldly.
Elijah''s gaze dimmed. "Then suit yourself."
After saying that, Elijah got up and walked away but didn''t throw away the gift he had brought.
After all, it was a handbag worth hundreds of thousands of dors. Which woman wouldn''t be happy to
receive it?
Just look at how proud Mae and Eva were. Even though they were obtained through wholesale, their
value was still undeniable.
As Cordelia was nning to go out to watch Imogen''s performanceter in the evening, she went
upstairs to change her clothes and get ready. The time was almost right.
However, as she was about to leave, Elijah walked out of the dining room. "Aren''t you eating? Where
are you going?"
"I don''t have an appetite, so I''m skipping dinner. I''m heading to the theater," Cordelia replied without
even ncing at him, busy changing her shoes.
Seeing that she was really about to leave, Elijah immediately shouted, "Cordelia, stop right there!"
Cordelia nced at the time, then turned around impatiently. "What''s wrong?"
Elijah took a swift step forward and pressed her against the door.
"Cordelia, do you really think I can''t do anything about you?"
Cordelia''s beautiful eyes contracted as she looked at him.
Elijah nibbled at her neck!