My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

Chapter 1142



Chapter 1142

Chapter 1142

Angel’s boyfriend was able to make Angel give up on the idea of marrying into the aristocracy. Celeste was curious about this man.

As Celeste looked for the guest reception area, she heard Angel’s voice behind her, saying, “Madam, hello, the entrance is this way*

Celeste wore a dark green evening gown that stood out in the evening light. She had a great figure. Even her silhouette was full of charm.

Angel thought she was the wife of some aristocratic family and was very polite and gentle, “Let me take you there.”

The “madam” slowly turned around, and Celeste’s familiar beautiful face appeared. Celeste lightly brushed her hair off her shoulders and smiled slightly, “Thank you.”

Angel’s expression changed immediately, “Celeste? What are you doing here?”

Celeste shook the gift box in her hand. “Can’t you tell? I’m here to congratulate you.”

Angel could hardly contain her rage.

Her hatred for Celeste ran deep because of her behavior at the conference, which led to her being criticized by everyone and losing the opportunity to enter Quantum and mingle with the social elites. She wished she could pounce on Celeste right now.

But, remembering that Celeste and Liam had divorced and she had become an illegitimate daughter of unknown status, she felt it w justice, very satisfying, and her voice became airy.

“Are you really so kind as to come and congratulate us? I heard that when you divorced Liam, you didn’t take anything with you. Are you now finding it hard even to afford a meal, and that’s why you came here searching for food?”

Angel’s voice quickly attracted a large crowd.

As the former granddaughter–in–law of the Reed family, Celeste was a hot topic in the social circle.

From a lady to a divorced woman, from having nothing to being a secret daughter, and finally even taking on some minor roles in the entertainment industry.

Her life in the eyes of others was full of ups and downs and downs and downs…

Once as the object of envy, she was also the most hated when she fell on hard times.

“Oh my god, is that Celeste? What happened to her? Was she traumatized after the divorce? What is she wearing? She looks like an old woman.”

“Last time I saw her on TV, I felt that everyone was overpraising her. Her dark circles and pores were so obvious. Who was hyping up her beauty? “She used to be quite a looker, but now…Probably she had tons of cash for beauty treatments when she was part of the Reeds, but now that she divorced and broke, she can’t keep up with it all, so she’s naturally gone downhill.”

“Check out that cheap–looking dress she’s wearing. I remember at every party or event, she used to be all dolled up in jewels, with just any old necklace worth a couple of million, not to mention those custom–made gowns.”

“Didn’t they say she was one lucky duck? Got to experience what it’s like to be the Reeds‘ eldest daughter–in–law, even though she was just an illegitimate child. She’s had her fair share of the good life.”

Adriana Reilly struggled to hide her joy as she watched Celeste’s humiliating downfall and listened to others‘ reactions. Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

She hadn’t forgotten how that witch had framed her with that bracelet.

Because of that incident, her father hit her for the first time. In the end, Helen helped out, selling the bracelet to recoup some losses. Even so, their family business had taken a hit from the misappropriation of funds and hadn’t recovered yet.

Meanwhile, Angel’s uncle Bart had married into the Fletcher family, and her boy friend was the new kid on the block in their circle. Their roles had reversed, with Adriana playing second fiddle to Angel.

She looked Celeste up and down, smirking, “Mrs. Reed–oh, my bad, I should call you Ms. Campbell… Hmm, that doesn’t seem right either You’re not really a Campbell anymore, are you? But Angel’s generous. She probably wouldn’t mind you keeping her surname, right?”


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