The Billionaire Ex-Wife and the Beggar He Became novel Chapter 94

All eyes turned to the birthday matriarch. How could someone so dignified suddenly blurt out something so crude?

Someone couldn't help but mutter under their breath, "Look, she's wearing that festive red scarf—she's the host, so what's she so worked up about?"

Current Mrs. Shepherd fell silent, her expression unreadable.

Teague and Henrietta, meanwhile, couldn't hide the storm brewing on their faces.

Watching Winona stride in, radiant, poised, and brimming with confidence, their resentment flared so hot they wished they could slap her a hundred times over—anything to wipe that beautiful, defiant smile off her face.

How dare she!

How dare Winona outshine their daughter Felicity? How could she be more beautiful, more accomplished, more everything than Felicity?

Unacceptable.

Winona was supposed to stay tucked away in the countryside, forever at the mercy of some lonely old bachelor. That was the fate she deserved.

And yet, here she was, dazzling the whole room at the Shepherd family's grand celebration, eclipsing Felicity the moment she walked in.

Teague and Henrietta simply couldn't stand for it. Would not stand for it.

They were beside themselves with frustration, but even so, neither dared to openly challenge Yves Prescott.

In this crowd, only Julian stood as Yves Prescott's equal.

The couple glanced at Julian, silently pleading for him to intervene. But Julian looked more lost than they'd ever seen him—his eyes glued to Winona and Yves Prescott, his mind in utter turmoil.

Winona and Yves Prescott approached, stopping before the little group. Yves offered a warm, courteous greeting. "Hi, everyone, this is my companion for the evening, Miss Winona. And behind us, you'll find Miss Winona's family, just here to enjoy the festivities. After all, a birthday celebration should be lively, don't you agree?"

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