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Olivia Jenkins froze, her eyes shifted slightly.
Her initially calm face was streaked with a chilling undertone.
Her grip on the door handle inadvertently tightened, and she involuntarily twitched at the corner of her mouth.
Mysteriously, a feeling of suffocation surged in Olivia’s chest, her whole body suffused with discomfort.
Whether it was Bella Thompson, or Charmy Bennett, or even Benjamin
Johnson, Olivia damn sure felt they were like indestructible cockroaches, always trying to spring out and nauseate her.
These “dead cockroaches” were too disgusting. Olivia’s eyes held a hint of contempt and aversion.
Rather than imdiately lashing out, Olivia remained silent, Bella Thompson, on the other hand, was gloating at her success and the pleasurable feeling of revenge surged within her.
Aiming for the heart is the most painful, Bella would never let Olivia go, she’d approach her, continue humiliating her.
She couldn’t even live a quiet life without being provoked and disgusted, Olivia reached her limit, turning around, the ominous and fierce glare in her eyes bore into Bella.
Olivia’s quite indifferent face was tinged with a clear trace of mockery, “The conservative estimate of Daniel Marshall’s fortune these days is no less than 30 billion, right? A re 20-carat ring is nothing compared to that.
The key point is, I’m alive, and Daniel is my husband now. What’s his is mine.
Who can assure in the future that I won’t have 30 billion? Would I argue with a 20 -carat ring belonging to a dead person? Have I gone mad?
Compared to 30 billion, will I care about a dead person’s ring? Will I be upset with 30 billion? I’m not sick, there’s no reason to cut off my money-making opportunities.
Take yesterday as an example, Daniel gave 2 billion. Bella Thompson, do you have that much? How much money did your father-in-law give you?
Alas, you definitely don’t. You can only watch as the Yonder Group goes bankrupt, and you can’t do anything about it. Such helplessness… tsk, tsk, tsk… how pitiful!
Don’t go around claiming that you’re the mistress of the Marshall family. That status does not match the facts at all. It’s so laughable.”
Bella was so angry she was struck speechless. Her face turned pale and green alternatively, glaring fiercely at Olivia.
Since Bella loves to humiliate herself, Olivia would oblige her without leaving her any room to breathe.
Olivia held up her hand, showing off her wedding ring to Bella, even flaunting it in front of her.
“This ring is mine part of my personal property. The jewelry and various luxury items sent to each year for my selection probably add up to more than a billion. As long as I don’t divorce Daniel, not only do I have a permanent al ticket, but I could also beco a wealthy woman just from the things he gives .
I heard that according to Mrs. Lillian Marshall’s will, all her jewelry goes to
Daniel’s wife in other words, . Even if I don’t have rights to the Marshall Corporation fortune, I can still be a wealthy woman from this alone. Bella Thompson, can you do that?
As for Charmy Bennett, who you can’t seem to let go of, does she even get to enjoy any of this? The ultimate beneficiary is still . Even her man is mine. I’ve effortlessly obtained all of this what do I need to compete for?
As long as I’m willing to be Daniel’s wife — not divorcing him — Bella Thompson, I dare say, everything of the Marshall Family is mine. You will get nothing. You are bound to fail. You can’t provoke — in fact, I find you more nauseating than a cockroach!”
Bella’s dim eyes were surging with waves beneath, her face twitching with expression.
She truly hated this bitch in front of her, wishing she would just drop dead.
Despite her extre fury, Bella still retained her manners, sarcastically responding to Olivia, “Tying yourself to Daniel for a lifeti just for Mrs.. Lillian’s jewelry, living a life with three people with no complaints, Olivia
Jenkins, I really admire you!”
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