The Heiress They Couldn't Break novel Chapter 231

Anderson, who had been quietly sitting on the side, was secretly watching Jeremy’s every move.

After all, they’d grown up together. So the moment Anderson saw Jeremy scrolling through his phone, he already knew what he was doing.

Sure enough, when Anderson opened his own phone, he saw something unbelievable–Jeremy had just posted his very first story.

That was shocking.

And not just any story. He’d posted a photo of a cocktail–with a caption, too.

Jeremy’s story page had always been empty. For the longest time, everyone thought he had deleted or blocked them.

Turned out, it wasn’t that they couldn’t see his stories–he had simply never posted anything before. No original posts, no reposts, no likes, no comments.

If it weren’t for the fact that he occasionally replied to DMs, people might’ve thought he didn’t exist at all.

And now, because of one cocktail, he finally made his first–ever post. That alone blew everyone’s minds.

Under his story, comments were already piling up from friends, acquaintances, even relatives and older family members.

[Jeremy, who made that cocktail? You gotta introduce me–it looks amazing!]

[I’m throwing a party soon. If even you said it’s good, it must be really good. Which bartender made it? I’ll pay top dollar to hire them!]

[Jeremy, what do you mean by “it went straight to your heart“? Did you fall for someone? Or are you heartbroken?]

[That really is a fine drink. Mr. Curran, you have great taste. The bartender is lucky to have caught your eye.]

[Jeremy finally posted a story! I’m taking a screenshot of this historical moment! Congrats on your first one!]

In less than five minutes, there were already hundreds of comments.

Anderson’s mouth twitched. He didn’t get it at all.

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Seriously? All this fuss over a cocktail? It was just that beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Sure, the drink was good–but any decent bartender could’ve made it.

Jeremy had attended more luxury events than anyone could count. He’d met some of the best bartenders in the country.

So this cocktail was nothing special.

Of course, Amelia was just an amateur, and for someone like her to make something at that level was already impressive.

Still, Jeremy was clearly exaggerating.

It looked like he’d really fallen for a beauty this time.

“Amelia, what are you doing here?”

The atmosphere had been perfect. Amelia was in a great mood—until she heard that voice. Her smile instantly disappeared.

The next second, she saw Vincent, who hadn’t shown up in ages, standing there with a worried look.

“It’s dangerous for a girl to drink alone at a bar. You shouldn’t be drinking, do you hear me?”

Amelia had no idea what right he had to say that—or in what capacity he thought he could. All she knew was that his sudden appearance ruined her mood.

She didn’t even look at him, her face showing clear annoyance.

Vincent wasn’t tall or handsome like Jeremy. Honestly, even Anderson looked better than him. And yet, he had the nerve to butt in here?

“Amelia, did you hear me?”

Vincent’s frustration grew as she ignored him and kept scrolling through her phone. He felt both angry and embarrassed.

He’d been talking to her in front of everyone, yet she didn’t even acknowledge him.

He wanted to just disappear.

“I was wondering which garbage truck exploded–turns out it was just you opening your mouth.”

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Amelia stayed silent, but Jeremy sure didn’t.

The moment he spoke, Vincent’s face darkened instantly.

He would’ve preferred the awkward silence over hearing Jeremy’s voice again.

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