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Chapter 7
Tiffany had remained silent throughout, her face growing paler by the
The manager stepped on Mike’s hack, signaling with his eyes toward use,
“That our real Miss! Stop clinging to her and making up nonsense. Cher Miss woman of noble status. How could the ever be interested in someone
Mike, battered and bruised, seemed like the sky had fallen. His face was full of lock. “No… Impossible… absolutely impossible!
He looked at me, then at Tiffany. “I she’s the real Miss, then who is Tiffany
The manager shrugged “How would I know?”
Mike’s eyes bulged as he stared at Tiffany, shouting hysterically,
“Tiffany, say something! This is your family’s hotel Even the manager is ignoring your authority. This is outrageous
Tiffany still remained silent, not saying a word.
She knew that by this point, her facade of being a wealthy heiress could no longer hold up.
Mike was on the verge of collapse. Tears and snot streamed down his face as he walled, “Tiffany, tell me what’s going on! What the hell is happening?
“Let me explain it to your
My voice shattered Mike’s last shred of hope.
The wealthy heiress you planned to marry is actually the daughter of my family’s driver. That man who was just carried out? He’s Tiffany’s biological father.”
Mike froze, his face blank as he collapsed onto the ground, mumbling incoherently.
“No impossible… this can’t be true… I don’t believe it. If Tiffany is the drivers daughter, then who are you?”
I said coldly, “I am Fiona Fendi, the only legitimate daughter of the Fendi famdy!”
The revelation caused an uprost
The Fendi family of South River? She’s the Fendi family’s daughter?
No way! That’s the most powerful family in the South River region, capable ofinfluencing half of the area with a single hand
“So, Tiffany’s fiance’s ex girlfriend has such an incredibly terrifying background?”
The whispers and chatter rose and fell around us.
Mike’s face twisted dramatically, growing darker by the second.
He dared at me in disbelief, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets. “You why didn’t you ever tell us? Why didn’t you tell me your true Identity?”
I replied icily, “I kept it from you because I didn’t want you to feel pressured or inferior due to the difference in our social status.”
“The day before you left, my father had already agreed to let us be together. Is going to tell you everything… but instead, I received your breakup
Tshould be thankful I didn’t reveal my true identity. If I had, I wouldn’t have seen your true colors in time!”
Each word I spoke stabbed into Mike’s heart like a dagger
He froze, as if his sond had left his body. Karelingi the ground like a broken pupper, las ages were vodofi
He had grovelled at Tiffany’s feet like a dog in hopes of inerrying into a weal
And the real chance to marry into wealth? He had personally thrown i
“Fiona, I was wrong! I know I was ng? Please give me areater chancer
Mike scrambled toward me
a madman, tears and not streaming down
“I was forced to do it! Beep down. I’ve always loved you! I swear
Looking at Mike’s pathetic display. I couldn’t help but frown deeply
therly disgusting!
“Mike, you make me tick
I kicked him aw
away with hill force.
A heartless scumbag like him wasn’t worth even an ounce of regret,
“Miss Fiona, we didn’t know your identity. Please forgive ust
“All of this…it’s all Tiffany’s doing. We had no idea
Upon learning my identity, the entire hall of guests went weak in the knees and dropped to the floor. Especially those who had poured wine on me–they were trembling, their faces as pale as paper.
Some, however, still appeared confused and whispered among themselves:
“If Tiffany really is the driver’s daughter, how could she afford such extravagant spending?”
I was just as puzzled.
