Novel Sweet
Chapter 53
Chapter 53
Leanne furrowed her brow
They really did share everything with each other.
Beside her, Joy, who had been eagerly eavesdropping while the traffic light was red, couldn’t resist any longer. With a swift move, she snatched the phone from Leanne, putting on a ridiculously posh accent.
“Oh my, if it isn’t Suzie! Why didn’t you tell me you were back in town, darling?”
Suzan sounded genuinely puzzled, “I’m sorry, who is this…….?”
“It’s Joy, sweetheart!” Joy didn’t bother trying to jog any non-existent memories Suzan might have had of her.
“It’s been ages since we’ve caught up and I’ve been absolutely dying to see you! How could we miss your homecoming bash? Even if it were raining knives, we’d crawl there! Send me the details, and we’ll see you tonight!”
With that, Joy hung up without giving Leanne a chance to get a word in. All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.
Speechless, Leanne let out a murmur, “So, what’s next? Are we planning a full-on catfight?” Leanne had always avoided confrontation whenever possible. She knew she was different from the others. Leanne had no one to back her up.
“How rude,” Joy scoffed, not at all phased by Leanne’s objection. “Do we look like the kind of women who make scenes?” Glancing at the address Suzan had texted, Joy swung the steering wheel around.
“This is clearly a ticking time bomb. Let me see what tricks she will play. Don’t worry. If anyone’s going to be fighting, it’ll be me. You just need to be smart and find a good place.
to hide.”
Leanne felt a surge of gratitude, “Joy, you’re the best.”
“No, I’m not,” Joy retorted with a hint of disdain. “I just can’t have you slowing me down.”
Leanne was at a loss for words.
The party was at a swanky private villa. When Leanne and Joy arrived, Grace was just stepp
of the kitchen.
kyler’s girlfriend, who had chased him with a lovestruck heart for years ey finally got together..
kyler and Curtis grew up together, so Leanne had met Grace a few times, even shared a meal once.
They weren’t exactly friends, but Grace would occasionally ask Leanne for favors, like getting an appointment with a sought-after specialist for a sick relative or getting at discount on surgery for a cousin.
Joy didn’t like Grace one bit, calling her pretentious. Despite being only half a month younger than Leanne, Grace insisted on the formality of calling her sister.
Carrying a platter of fruit, Grace widened her eyes in surprise when she saw Leanne, She then glanced towards the second floor.
Following her gaze, Leanne heard Devin from inside asking, “Has Curtis and Suzan not down yet? They’ve been up there for ages.”
Someone teased him, “What’s the rush? Don’t ruin their fun.”
The implication was clear, and Leanne was far from oblivious.
Grace looked at Leanne with an expression that said she had something on her mind but hesitated to speak, “Leanne, you shouldn’t be here.”
“See told you she was full of it!” Joy said, rolling up her sleeves and charging towards the house, “This is the first time I’ve been invited to bust someone cheating. Let’s see if they can handle me…”
Halfway through her charge, Suzan and Curtis appeared, descending the stairs one after
the other.
Curtis was as nonchalant as ever, casually adjusting his cuffs.
Leanne noticed he had changed his shirt since the morning.
Under what circumstances would a man change his shirt in the middle of the day?
Just then, Curtis’ Joy’s fierce one, and he paused before looking past her.
naze!
“Leanne?” Devin sounded puzzled.
He had invited everyone, but not Leanne. Her presence at Suzan’s welcome party was awkward, to say the least.
At the sight of Joy, his mood soured further, “Why are you here? What do you want?”
The tension in the air thickened.
His words, back-to-back, sounded as if they were directed at Leanne.
come and disdain were palpable.
onebridge, everyone knew that Devin was Curtis’ childhood chum, and his disrespect towards Leanne was a clear sign that Curtis didn’t value his wife,
Devin was oblivious to the faux pas he had just committed.
ignited by Devin, Joy rofled her eyes dramatically before scanning the room, “Hmm? Which idiot is talking??
Devin was quick to anger, Who are you calling an idiot?”
As Joy feigned realization, she exclaimed, “Oh it’s you, the idiot!”
“Damn you!” Devin turned dark with anger. As a curse left his lips, he felt a sharp kick to his rear.
Curtis retracted his foot, his eyes coolly lifted with a warning, ‘Shut up, idiot.”