Chapter 1184

Chapter 1184

After hanging up, Meredith could not settle down. She stood before a mirror and wondered how

Ashlynn was better than her in terms of looks or figure.

Corentin’s obsession with a woman from the slum was the biggest insult directed at Meredith.

Her phone rang again and she noticed Bianca's name on the display. Knowing what Bianca must be

calling about, she picked up. “Bianca, what is it?"

"Are you engaged to my uncle?”

“That's right. I'm sorry. I should have invited you, but something happened, and I..." Meredith

shuttered on purpose.

“I know. Anne probably said something to Anthony or the Lloyd Family, or my grandpa or uncle

would have invited me,” Bianca said.

It was a family celebration and the fact that Bianca was not invited meant that she was not being

valued.

“Congratulations, anyway,” Bianca calmed herself and said.

“Thank you. I like you, so I hope that this doesn't affect our friendship.”

“Il won't. It's not your fault, anyway. It's Anne's fault. I want to warn you, though. Don't lower your

guard just because you got engaged to my uncle. Don't repeat my mistake,” Bianca said gloomily.

Despite how happy she was when she was engaged to Anthony, she still suffered in the end.

“I know. Don't worry.”

After hanging up, Meredith stared at her phone thoughtfully.

She did not know that Bianca was not coming at first, but had heard that Bianca's name was not in

the guestlist. If Meredith insisted, it would be easy to invite Bianca. However, it seemed far more

interesting to deepen Bianca's resentment toward Anne, as Meredith despised Anne as well.

Anne was about to head to the new factory and went down the floors to the underground parking

lot. Her way was blocked, however, as soon as she stepped out of the elevator. She stared coldly at

Bianca, who came to ambush her since she could not enter the office. “You are in my way.”

Bianca studied the face mask she was wearing and asked, “Doesn't it feel stuffy to wear that?”

"How is this any of your business?” Anne tried to walk around her.

Bianca stepped in her way again. “What's the hurry? You haven't answered my question!”

Anne simply stared at her expressionlessly.

“I'm just curious as to why you are wearing a mask. Is that so wrong? Let me guess, have you caught

a cold? Or...maybe Anthony hit you?”

“I wear it because I want to, and it's none of your business. Get out of my way!" Losing patience,

Anne shoved her aside, not expecting Bianca would reach for her mask.

“Ah!” Anne tried to stop Bianca, but she managed to tear Anne's mask away, revealing the horrifying

scar underneath it.

Bianca exclaimed, “Dear god, you look horrendous!”

Anne hastily covered her cheek and roared, “Give it back!”

“So that's why you are wearing a mask. Did you wear a mask to Uncle's engagement party? I

supposed you did, or everyone else would vomit from how disgusting you look. That would ruin the

party,” Bianca mocked, determined to make Anne suffer since she was not invited to the party.

Anne was furious, but did not have the courage to put her hand down. She knew what she looked

like and that people would be disgusted by her face; she would not even show her face in front of

her children, as she worried that she might scare them.