The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 107

Chapter 107:

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The word betrayal landed like a slap. Leah flinched, her composure cracking under the weight of the accusation.

Even if she had been slow to grasp the animosity earlier, Karina’s words now left no room for doubt—this wasn’t a misunderstanding.

As Karina turned on her heel and began to walk away, Leah’s voice rang out, laced with fury and humiliation.

“Miss, I’ve done nothing to provoke you. I came here sincerely, intending to buy a dress. Yet you choose to humiliate me like this. Don’t you think that’s going too far?”

Karina stopped halfway up the stairs, her gaze sharp as she turned to face Leah below.

“Have you really never meddled in someone else’s relationship? Never gone after another woman’s fiancé? I’m just stating facts. How is that humiliating you?” Her tone was as cool as her measured steps.

“You…” Leah’s chest rose and fell rapidly, her finger trembling as she pointed at Karina, her anger choking her words.

At that moment, the door swung open, and Bruce strode in, his presence commanding the room.

“What’s taking so long to decide?” His voice carried a hint of impatience.

“Bruce, this woman is too much!” Rita’s voice rang out, shrill and indignant. As if she’d found a lifeline, she rushed to his side, exaggerating Karina’s words.

“She insulted Leah! You’ve got to do something!”

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Bruce frowned deeply, his eyes narrowing as they landed on Karina.

“Why is it you again?” His tone was laced with irritation.

“Always a pleasure, Mr. Ashton,” Karina replied, her lips curving into a taunting smile. The defiance in her gaze was unmistakable.

Leah’s eyes flickered between Bruce and Karina, suspicion creeping into her voice. Suddenly, she recalled seeing this woman in Corrine’s ward the other day. She was the former investor who had pulled her investment from Ashton Group.

Bruce took Leah’s hand firmly.

“Let’s go look at another store.” His tone left no room for argument.

“No!” Rita interjected, her voice rising.

“Leah loves this dress, and it would look absolutely stunning on her! It’d be a shame to pass it up. Don’t you want her to look beautiful as your fiancée?”

“Enough!” Bruce snapped, his gaze cutting sharply toward Rita. His patience was wearing thin, and his tone was edged with irritation.

Rita pouted, folding her arms as she muttered under her breath, “That dress is perfect for Leah. I wasn’t wrong.”

“It’s fine,” Leah said softly, squeezing Bruce’s hand. Her tone was calm and soothing, though her eyes lingered wistfully on the dress in the display case.

“It’s just a dress. We can find something else, something better.”

Despite her gentle words, the regret in her voice was clear, and Bruce felt a pang of guilt tighten in his chest. He glanced at Leah, his expression softening as he gave her hand a reassuring squeeze.

Standing on the spiral staircase, Karina tilted her head slightly, a mocking smirk playing on her lips.

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