Chapter 62
Bella’s choice of attire was bold yet elegant.
She wore a black suit of her own design, a stark contrast to the elaborate gowns worn by the other elite ladies.
A yellow diamond brooch, crafted by the renowned designer Alexa, sparkled on her chest.
As she confidently walked to her seat, her presence was undeniable.
Unlike the pampered princesses around her, Bella exuded the authority and poise of a queen.
Rosalind, who had been watching Bella closely, was seething with jealousy.
The whispers around her only stoked the fire.
The ladies were in awe of Bella’s grace and beauty.
“Who is she? She’s so elegant!” one of them murmured.
“She’s really young.
I would’ve thought she was the head of a conglomerate.
Her confidence is unreal!” another commented.
“Look at that brooch! That’s ‘The Twilight God,’ Alexa’s most exclusive collection! It’s worth a fortune!” a third woman gasped.
Rosalind’s jealousy boiled over as she heard the praise Bella was receiving.
She was too proud to admit it, but she couldn’t help but feel inferior.
“Hah! Anna really knows how to manipulate Mr. Thompson,” she sneered.
Jean, equally jealous but still admiring Bella’s style, couldn’t hold back.
“I’ve given you the best of everything and trained you for this moment, but look at Anna.
She’s doing better than you! If your aunt hadn’t pushed you toward Justin, you wouldn’t even have had a chance with him.”
“Mom! I’ve already won.
Why are you still saying these demoralizing things?” Rosalind’s voice shook with frustration.
“So what if Anna is hanging around Asher Thompson? The Salvador family isn’t any worse than the Thompson family! And Justin will never go back to her.
He’s mine.”
Jean shot her a worried glance.
“Don’t be so confident.