Chapter 682

“Don’t worry. I won’t give Mrs. Lewis a chance to make things difficult for me. Don’t be mad.”

“You’re so forgiving, Liberty. I would never allow anyone to look at me that way if it were me. I’d make her pay.” Liberty smiled.

How could she compare herself to Elisa?

Elisa was an heiress born with a silver spoon.

Liberty was an orphan who lost both parents at a young age.

“I got your back from now on. You must let me know if anyone gives you an attitude or bullies you. I’ll kick their *sses for you.”

“Jasmine’s here.”

With Jasmine and her shoppingmode brother arriving at the scene, Liberty alerted Elisa and distracted her from the topic.

Jasmine dragged her shoppingmode brother along to the event so she could get a free ride off him and feast to her heart’s content at the party.

It was a pity that Serenity was not in Wiltspoon.

“Jasmine.”

Elisa and Liberty walked up to them.

“Why did you take ages, Jasmine?”

As Elisa drew close and intimately held Jasmine’s arm, many looked over and recognized Jasmine.

Some were even whispering among themselves.

“Isn’t she Mrs. Lowe’s niece? It’s been a while since I’ve seen her.”

“I bet Mrs. Stone doesn’t know what Ms. Sox did when she got drunk. Mrs. Stone will be in for a surprise for inviting Ms. Sox when she ends up on the ground like last time.”

“I heard Ms. Sox is good friends with Mrs. Stone’s niece. It explains why Ms. Sox got the invitation.”

“We should stay away from her. This person is a joke.”

Oblivious that she had become the center of gossip, Jasmine asked Elisa, “Was I late? I read the time on the invitation. I believe I’ve arrived early.”

She then greeted Liberty and carried Sonny before complimenting Liberty with a smile, “Your outfit today really shows off your curves, Liberty.”

“You can call me fat. I don’t mind it at all.”

Liberty could face criticism from others for her own flaws. She did not control her eating, so why stop others from calling her fat?

She had been putting in the work to cut down her size.

“I speak from the heart, Liberty. You’re of ample proportions. You have the makings of the richest woman in Wiltspoon.”

Following Jasmine’s praises, Liberty replied smiling, “So you’re saying I have the potential to be a wealthy woman.”

“Let’s not forget that Mr. Charles foretold that things will be difficult for Liberty and Seren before they can enjoy the easy life.”

With Sonny in Jasmine’s arms, she and her shoppingmode brother followed Elisa into the main house of the Stones‘ residence.

Drake had the pleasure of meeting these ladies before. It was impolite of him to butt in while the girls were chatting. Hence, he quietly became a wallflower, secretly hoping Mr. Bucham would arrive soon.

At least, he would have company.

Ring, ring, ring…

Liberty’s phone rang.

Stopping in her tracks, she pulled out her phone and looked at the display screen. By the looks of the number, the call came from a landline.

“Who’s calling you? Is it someone from your ex–husband’s family?” Elisa asked with concern upon seeing Liberty’s reluctance in answering the call.

“I don’t know who’s the caller. It’s a landline.”

After much hesitation, Liberty picked up the call in the end.

“It’s me, Liberty.”

Liberty uttered, “Mike?

“What do you want?”

Liberty’s voice turned flat.

Mike let out an awkward laugh on the other end of the line. “I heard you got a million bucks from your husband when you divorced him.”