Marrying a Secret Zillionaire: Happy ever after - Chapter 339

Chapter 339:

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Beth stepped in with a faux-concerned look. “Kristy, don’t get upset. It’s not worth it. Linsey probably had no idea—she might’ve picked up that dress from some discount boutique. She’s not exactly well-versed in fashion. How could she possibly know this was a one-of-a-kind design?”

Then, with a dramatic sigh, Beth turned to Linsey. “Linsey, just apologize to Kristy. We all finally got together for this reunion—don’t ruin the atmosphere over something so trivial.”

Linsey hesitated for a beat. If this dress was truly one-of-a-kind, how could there be two? But after a moment’s thought, she was sure of one thing—Collin would never lie to her. There was no way he would give her a counterfeit.

Linsey squared her shoulders and met Kristy’s gaze. “I have nothing to apologize for. This dress was a gift from my husband, and I know for a fact it’s not a fake.”

Kristy narrowed her eyes at Linsey, a flicker of disquiet shadowing her features as she probed, “Your husband? Who is he?”

Linsey’s serene facade didn’t waver, amplifying Kristy’s unease. Could it be that Linsey had wed into a family of considerable influence and wealth?

Beth, ever the instigator, seized the opportunity to add fuel to the fire. With a sly grin, she interjected, “Kristy, you won’t believe this—Linsey’s husband is none other than Collin Riley, the so-called disgrace of the Riley dynasty.”

A scornful laugh escaped Kristy’s lips as her eyes slid contemptuously over Linsey. “Oh, so you’re married to Collin Riley? The pariah of the Rileys, confined to a wheelchair—how utterly pathetic.”

“Enough!” Linsey’s voice cut through the air, icy and sharp. Her usual calm was shattered, replaced by a stormy glare.

Kristy was undeterred. Instead, her confidence swelled. She leaned in, her voice dripping with contempt. “Seriously, Linsey? Just because you’re Collin’s wife, you think you can look down on me? Marrying a cripple like Collin is surely a fate worse than being the trophy wife of some decrepit tycoon. Perhaps those old men might prove more useful than your husband.”

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Her mocking tone echoed around them, and with a smug look, she turned to the onlookers, seeking their complicity. “Don’t you all agree?” Her laughter rang out, tinged with malice, as she awaited their affirmation.

Kristy exuded an aura of power and wealth, a testament to her affluent roots and her husband’s immense fortune. She reveled in her ability to openly mock others without fear of reproach, her sharp tongue slicing through the room’s decorum.

The gathered crowd, cowed by her formidable presence, could only muster strained, awkward chuckles in feeble agreement.

Beth, however, dove into her sycophancy with eagerness, her laughter overly loud and forced. “Oh, Kristy, you really do have a way with words!” she gushed, her voice dripping with feigned admiration.

Kristy’s lips curled into a smug smirk, her eyes twinkling with malice. She turned her venomous attention to Linsey, whose face was a canvas of growing fury. “What’s with that glare, Linsey? I’m only looking out for you,” she stated, her voice sharp as a knife. “Why don’t you head home tonight and divorce that poor excuse of a husband? Who knows, I might even find someone—”

Her words were abruptly cut off as Linsey, pushed beyond her limits, spilled wine all over Kristy. The crimson liquid splashed across Kristy’s face, slowly dripping down and staining her lavish gown.

The room erupted in a collective gasp, the sound reverberating off the walls. As the reality of the ruined dress set in, Kristy’s shock gave way to outrage.

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