Chapter 469

Chapter 469

Sylvia had just seen Tammy and Skyla, the foolish mother and

daughter, but she didn't even glance at them.

Because there was no need.

However, when she was talking to Poppy, she suddenly heard

someone call her name in a stern voice.

That harsh tone of voice sounded like she wanted to skin Sylvia alive.

Sylvia lifted her eyes expressionlessly and saw Skyla striding over with

Tammy, Darcie, Winter and the others.

It was as if they were ganging up on her.

She raised her eyebrows and didn't even look at the group of women,

but spoke in a cool voice, "Don't you know that Golden Restaurant is

owned by Maskelyne Group?"

Romeo and James saw such a group of women in fancy clothes

rushing over, feeling worried about Sylvia and getting ready to fight at

any time.

However, it didn't take Sylvia much effort to stop Skyla from picking

fights.

Golden Restaurant was a restaurant owned by Franklin, which used to

rank second to the Royal Galaxy Hotel. After the Royal Galaxy Hotel

was gone, Golden Restaurant ran super well.

“What's wrong with me coming to my own restaurant?"

Sylvia looked provocatively at Skyla .

"What did you say?" Skyla's head buzzed.

Clark chose Franklin's restaurant to hold the party?

When she lived in Andrews Residence at Larro back then, the

economic conditions of the Andrews family didn't allow her to have a

meal at a fancy restaurant like the Golden Restaurant or Royal Galaxy

Hotel.

So she never knew that Golden Restaurant was owned by Franklin!

She felt like she had just asked a stupid question.

Then she heard Sylvia's voice again, "Ms. Watts, are you super happy

to spend money in the restaurant owned by Maskelyne Group?"

Skyla's face darkened, "Sylvia! What's wrong with you? Customers are

important. I am the customer now! What's your attitude?"

Sylvia raised her eyebrows, and there was a cold look in her eyes. "You

think you're worthy of being my customer?”

Skyla's face was livid. What did Sylvia mean by that?

"How am I not worthy?"

Tammy was angry too, but today was her birthday party and she didn't

want to be laughed at.

So she pulled Skyla who was furious, "Mom, let's go. That's her, a

despicable and indecent woman. Don't sink to her level. You're the

daughter of the Hipps family."

Though Sylvia was adept in playing the piano and embroidery, so

what?

Sylvia was just a civilian and could not be compared with Skyla and

Tammy of noble birth.

She was just a foster daughter of the Andrews family, whose father was

unknown.

Franklin was blind to fall in love with her. She had a higher status

because of Franklin, so what?

Could Franklin's wife be nobler than the lady of the Hipps family.

Tammy felt much better after thinking this.

And Skyla who was fuming with rage got a headache, her face sullen,

“I'm telling you. She's picking on us because Larro is not our turfl Who

does she think she is? She's good at playing the piano and

embroidering. That's not a big deal.”

"She knew that it was your birthday, so she came over here on purpose

to screw up your party. Golden restaurant is owned by Maskelyne

Group, so she must have known that we were going to have our

birthday party here.”

"I think she's just being unkind! She's looking for trouble!"

Skyla was furious and kept taking it out.

James was furious when he heard Skyla's unreasonable words,

"Golden Restaurant is owned by our family. We can come to eat

whenever we want! It's none of your business.”

Such an unreasonable shrew really impressed James.

Skyla shifted her gaze to James, only to see a youngster. Though

handsome, he was just Sylvia's henchman.

Her eyes were filled with contempt and disdain, "Who are you? I am the

daughter of the Hipps family. What are you bragging about? You really

think you are the master of the Maskelyne family?"

James was so fuming with anger, "Open your eyes wide! I'm the master

of the Maskelyne family. So what if you're the daughter of the Hipps

family? You are at Larro. Does your family have a presence at Larro?"

Sylvia pulled him, then looked at Skyla with annoyance, “Ms. Watts, if

you want to have a meal here, don't waste your time arguing with my

brother. It's meaningless.”

"Mom ... Don't sink to her level. Let's go. She wants to embarrass

herself here, but I don't want to. Also, we are noble ladies, and she's

just a shrew. She doesn't deserve your attention at all.”

Tammy pulled Skyla, with disdain in her eyes, thinking she was

superior.

In her eyes, she and Sylvia were not from the same world.

Poppy almost rushed to tear Tammy's mouth off.

What bullshit did Tammy talk about?

How dare she and her mother, two shrews, call Sylvia a shrew? Did

they even know that they were the ones who were behaving like

shrews?

They were so disgusting!

How could they be so disgusting?

Skyla looked annoyed, "Forget it! Let's go. The guests are still waiting

for us!"

Tammy looked like a gentle, elegant and generous lady, "Mom, Mr.

Wilson even invited reporters over here! So ... someone doesn't pay

attention to her image, but we gotta!"

Especially when Sylvia was so pretty and eye-catching..

She was always the most eye-catching and stunning one anywhere

and anytime.

No matter how other women dressed up, they could never eclipse

Sylvia.

So .... Tammy was jealous and resentful as she noticed that some

reporters seemed to keep taking photos of Sylvia.

This made her very uncomfortable inside.

Skyla looked disgusted and glared at Sylvia from the corner of her

eyes, "Forget it. Let's go!"

Thinking that how she and her daughter made a fool of themselves

because of Sylvia, Skyla hated Sylvia even more.

Sylvia glanced at her casually, "Just leave."

Skyla was so angry that she was unsteady on her foot.

Luckily, Tammy was helping her up.

James and Romeo couldn't help but give Sylvia a thumbs up when they

saw those two shrews being pissed off.

"Sylvia, good job!"

"Sylvia, you're awesome."

But Paul frowned, "I think things are far more complicated than we

think. Usually Clark will not connect with that mother and daughter. This

time he throws them a grand birthday party and even invites reporters

Sylvia's thick eyelashes were fluttering, "Let's see what Clark is up to."

"Miss Andrews, I won't let him get what he wants.” Paul's voice was

firm.

Suddenly.

Sylvia's cell phone rang.

She took it out and found that it was a message sent to her by Adriel,

her uncle.

"Girl, I'm staying out.”

Sylvia typed and sent a Facebook message, "I'm at the entrance of

Golden Restaurant.”