FreeNovelChapter 592
Jaylene belonged to a specific group of beauties that required very light makeup. They were superior in
terms of charisma. One could feel the nobility oozing from her bones when she stood there, even
though she was not moving.
Aurora remembered the words Dahlia had told her and took the initiative to strike up a conversation.
"Jaylene."
Jaylene turned around and saw Aurora bringing a group of her female friends. The corner of Jaylene's
lips pulled into a light smile, "Aurora, long time no see."
"Jaylene, is your health still fine?" Aurora asked in a low tone. "About the incident last time, I am truly
sorry."
Jaylene paused for a moment and thought for a while. It was most likely that Keegan had scolded her
again when they went home. She smiled gently and said, "Keegan has already apologized on your
behalf, and you didn't do it on purpose."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAurora was shocked. 'My brother actually spoke on my behalf?' Aurora thought.
Immediately her fondness for Jaylene doubled. Just based on this single point, she was more likable
than that nasty bitch, Stella. Thinking that this person might be her future sister-in-law, Aurora could not
help but warm up to her. "Jaylene, the dress on you is truly gorgeous. Which store is it from?"
"You’re talking about this?" Jaylene's lips twitched upwards slightly. "I designed this myself."
Aurora had a surprised look on her face and praised her. "You have such clever hands, and it suits your
style really well. It looked like it was tailored and made by a branded outlet."
Once Aurora spoke, the other female friends, too, followed up with compliments. After all, she was the
Saun family heiress. Although she had just returned from overseas, she would be in the same social
circle in the future. Hence, they had to give her the proper respect.
Jaylene was used to these occasions when she was overseas. Hence, she was able to handle these
socialites with ease. She spoke appropriately, which neither intimated nor alienated them. Jaylene had
the mannerism of an heiress born of nobility, yet constantly upheld the modesty required from a
socialite.
At the same time, Keegan was already waiting downstairs for Stella for up to an hour. He furrowed his
brows and glanced at the time. He took his phone and wanted to make a call.
Vermont stopped him and said, "If you don't even have that bit of patience, how can you pursue your
ex-wife?"
"She made me come here and fetch her at five. It's six o'clock now! Don't I have enough patience?"
Keegan retorted.
"It's only been an hour. Did you forget that time when you used to get stumped while doing business,
and you were ignored by others for days? If you can have so much patience when you're doing
business, why do you have no patience when waiting for your ex-wife?" Vermont explained.
Vermont leaned onto the hood of the car. He raised his eyelids and said," For something that wouldn't
be with you for the rest of your life, you would be willing to wait for it. What's the problem with waiting a
few hours for someone who will be with you for the rest of your life? Besides, you should be glad that
she would doll up for you. She would be too lazy to do her makeup if she didn't care about you."
Keegan emphasized to Vermont, "She is dressing up for the birthday banquet!”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhen facing Keegan, she was too lazy to even tear off her facial mask.
"When she looks beautiful, it helps uphold your dignity. Think about it, once she arrives at the scene,
others will be able to see that your ex-wife is beautiful with just a glance. Then, who would still dare to
stuff any Tom, Dick, and Harry to you? At the same time, you can reject them. Maybe your ex-wife is
dressing up with these intentions in mind."
Keegan was persuaded by his nonsense. When he thought about it, he actually felt that it made some
sense. Thinking that Stella was doing this to provoke others so that others would not dare to push other
women into his arms, he immediately felt that waiting for another moment was nothing compared to
that.
At approximately ten past six, Stella finally walked out of the apartment. Her hair was set to the back of
her head. Her makeup was delicate, and she wore a purple taro-colored dress that reached her ankles.
Both her sleeves had a partially see-through design and had ruffles attached. A high slit was also on
the side of the skirt. When she moved, her bright thighs would flicker in and out. The two words
elegance and sexy could actually be found on her at the same time.
As she walked over, the bystanders surrounding them gave sidelong glances respectively.
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