Chapter 82 I'd Rather Befriend A Dog

• As Angela gazed at the vibrant invitation card, a bitter chuckle escaped her lips, and her eyes brimmed with scorn.
• After taking the invitation card, she tore it up the next second and tossed it into the nearby trash bin.
• "Am I losing my mind, or are you?" she spat, her tone icy. "Asking me to be a bridesmaid, pretending it's a celebration when it's more like a funeral! If envy turns to bitterness and I lash out, what then?"