chapter 1831
chapter 1831
Charmine removed her gloves and took out her phone. Noticing that it was Kay calling her, she answered the call, "What is it?"
Kay said in a low voice, "Boss Jordan, I've noticed that Waverly and Max had been acting strangely for the past few days." "In what ways?" Charmine frowned.
Kay said, "I noticed that they're asking the people to go away while they stay inside the room for a long while. I also noticed that the way Max looks at Waverly is rather peculiar."
Charmine frowned and smiled knowingly.
"I know."
It seemed that Tiffany played dirty once again.
At the Bailey mansion.
Susan woke up from her afternoon nap and leaned on the sofa in the living room, reading the newspapers.
A maid named Yuri walked in with an expensive, exquisite-looking bag and handed it to Susan. "Madam, I queued for the entire day and finally managed to get you a set of Poulenc."
Susan put down her papers and unwrapped the elegant box. Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.
Seeing the expensive, delicate-looking bottles in the set, Susan smiled with satisfaction. She could hardly wait as she opened the package and lathered it at the back of her hand.
She could feel how delicate, soft, and gentle the products' texture was.
She could not help but admire them. 1
She had always been a big fan of Jules. All these years, she had been maintaining her fine skin with that product. Even as Jules had been reinvented as Poulenc, she had to buy it still.
However, this version looked even better than Jules.
Receiving the set-and her favorite item, at that-Susan pleasantly took out a stack of cash and handed it to the maid. "Thanks." "You’re welcome, Madam." Yuri accepted it politely, bowed, and left.
After a few steps, she saw a stunning figure by the door.
Yuri looked over and stood still humbly. "Madam."
Charmine nodded and walked past her.
She was in a rush to go to the study, wanting to verify the relationship between Waverly and Max. Even after that, she still had to rush back to the factory.
With her mind occupied with various thoughts, Charmine did not notice Susan sitting in the living room.
When she arrived by the stairs, she heard an emotionless voice coming behind her, bitterly saying, "What? You won't even greet your mother-in-law now?"
Charmine halted. She turned and only then noticed Susan who was leaning on the sofa. All the while, Susan was nonchalantly rubbing the product on her neck elegantly.
Charmine frowned; she did not notice her earlier.
She could only apologize, "I apologize, but I didn't see you earlier."
Susan scoffed. "Did you not see me, or did you think your mother-in-law did not exist?!"
Charmine was helpless. "I honestly didn't see you."
Susan put down the skincare elegantly and turned to look at her.
Before she could rebuke Charmine, Susan gave her a once-over and frowned. "Don’t forget your identity, Charmine!"
Charmine was speechless.
Was Susan looking for trouble?
What did she mean, ’don't forget your identity'? i
Susan looked as if she was the most elegant woman after using Poulenc. She strutted toward Charmine in her heels as she scrutinized her from head to toe. "You're now the mistress of the Bailey mansion, and that means you'll be representing the family when you head out!" Susan scoffed at Charmine, her tone degrading and haughty as she continued, "How can you dress this way? Your hair is messy, and your skin looks bad. Don't you wear makeup? If anyone sees you, how will they view us, the Bailey family? Do you think just anyone can be Mrs. Bailey?"