Chapter 245 Retaliation By The Divorced Heiress

• "Ms. Bella and Ms. Amelia, I apologize for not being able to stay longer." Steven gave a guilty sigh. "I'll go back first after that. Ms. Bella, you need to give me a call right away if you run into any problems. I'll be over there right now!" All right, all right. You are such a bother. Proceed now. He was gently pulled toward the car by Bella. Steven gave her a wistful look and then unwillingly turned to walk away. Amelia stared helplessly as they interacted. Envy filled her heart, and she pursed her lovely lips. She did not, however, harbor resentment toward her sister because Bella was, in her opinion, the most ideal woman alive. Bella was obviously attractive to Steven.
• Steven is not worthy of a plain Jane like me—I'm a weak, inferior person. Bella's ex-husband divorced her, but why? Is it because he wants to spare Bella from being a widow while having a terminal illness? Bella reserved an opulent private space. The two sisters heard ear-shattering howls from the other room as soon as they approached the door. "Awful. That is absolutely terrifying! Amelia shrugged her shoulders and clamped down on her sister's arm. "All donkeys can become singers if that's what's known as singing!" Bella dragged Amelia hurriedly into the private room, away from the madman down the hall. Together, they placed an order for a fruit tray, several drinks, and a variety of snacks.
• They were fast to set up their song queue. From oldies to pop hits, the Thompson sisters sung to their hearts’ content. Bella danced, drunk, and sang. After winning the Baxim project, she was feeling very celebratory and became a little tipsy. "Amelia... I have to go to the bathroom. Here, you should wait for me. Keep on the path! Bella started to slur her words, and her vision became a little fuzzy. "Are you intoxicated, Bella? I'll accompany you. Amelia saw that Bella's smooth, fair cheeks had a hint of color, similar to a ripe peach.