NovelAppAurelia's expression was as indifferent, "You're overthinking it, Megan. We just happened upon a Renaissance fair last night, and there was a booth with some really pretty vintage dresses. | bought one because it caught my eye. What does his affection have to do with how | dress? Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. If he truly likes you, even without a stitch of makeup, he'll think you're stunning. But if he doesn't care for you, no matter how dolled up you get, you're just an ordinary person in the crowd to him." Her words hit Megan like a dagger to the heart.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Leopold adores me, and that's for sure. So even when | don't dress up, he thinks I'm the belle of the ball. But you, the jilted ex, even dressed to the nines, he'd still see you as nothing more than a sour grape.” "What are you worried about then?" Aurelia taunted, rendering Megan speechless, her face flushing in embarrassment.
"Aurelia, she's just green with envy. It's written all over her face," Lana chimed in as she approached, "A woman who clawed her way up by foul means must be feeling pretty insecure." Hearing this, Aurelia wondered if Lana was privy to some secret. It seemed her relationship with Leopold was more than just a casual fling.
"Envy's an ugly thing," Aurelia lectured as she fanned herself before stepping into her car, "What's meant to be will come your way, and what's not, won't. You can't force sweetness from a picked-too-soon apple." Megan wanted to slam the bottle of antimicrobials in her hand so that she would be re-consumed by superbugs and die of organ failure throughout her body. And then she wouldn't be able to be triumphant anymore.
She followed Aurelia into the car, purposely sitting right beside her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"You're such a hypocrite, always pretending you don't care. | don't believe for a second that you're not bothered. Now Lana's Leopold's darling, and you're yesterday's news." Stirring her coffee, Aurelia replied nonchalantly, "I think Lana's quite lovely, gentle and sweet. Kane's taken with her too. If she could take your place, I'd welcome it with open arms. As for me, I'm not lacking admirers. I'm not going to hang my hopes on Leopold.” Megan's lips quivered with anger, "Over my dead body will anyone take my place as the Lady of the Stirling family.” "Unworthy of the position, you'll be ousted soon enough," Aurelia said calmly, "Do you think the Stirling family would ever let someone with your background become the matriarch of the Stirling family? When your secrets come to light, it'll be a scandal that could drag down the entire family. You'd best brace yourself, rather than getting your hopes up. The higher they are, the harder they fall. Your fate has already been decided, and it's not something you and AK Group can change." Her words were a precision strike to Megan's vulnerabilities.
"You'd better hope | keep my spot as the matriarch of the Stirling family because if | go down, you'll be the first to fall with me," Megan threatened in a low growl, audible only to Aurelia.
Aurelia snorted, "No worries. I'd rather go out with a bang than whimper away. If I go down, I'll be sure to take you with me.
Better to have company on the way to the underworld than to leave you all alone up here." Megan's face contorted with anger, "Let's see who will have the last laugh.” She put on a brave face, but deep down, she feared a pyrrhic victory with Aurelia.
What she wanted was to shine as the matriarch of the Stirling family, not to go down in flames with Aurelia, allowing some other vixen to reap the rewards.
"Why tear each other apart if it only benefits someone else? And don't think Lana's your friend now. Once she's in power, she'll be twice as vicious as | ever was. She won't spare Kane, that's for certain."
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