Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 156: Provoking Bess Bennett

Alia returned to the venue, once again surrounded by a group of n.

This ti, however, she maintained a slight distance.

Not far away, Marsh glanced in her direction. Seeing Alia keep her distance from those people relieved much of the dissatisfaction in his heart; it seed like Alia had taken his words to heart.

Yet he was unaware that Alia had already crafted an image of him as a scumbag pseudo-gentleman.

The reason for keeping her distance had nothing to do with Marsh; it was only that she didn’t know if Godfery had left yet, and she didn’t want Godfery to see her getting close to other n.

Alia never wished for Godfery to see her calculating and malicious side.

Alia quietly answered the questions of those around her, and more and more people began to notice her.

She seed to radiate light, so beautiful that no matter where she stood, she beca the focus of the crowd.

While looking at Alia, they also noticed that the jewelry she wore didn’t quite suit her.

It wasn’t that it wasn’t beautiful, but it just seed out of place at a glance.

And it wasn’t a piece from Cloudglow but a mainline piece from the Wright family. The reason why she wore it was quite obvious.

No wonder the Wright family’s latest set of designs seed to be cut from the sa mold as Cloudglow’s.

Bullying a young girl like that, Oliver was really heartless.

Until the end of the banquet, Marsh never found an opportunity to be alone with Alia.

Alia left with Oliver.

In the car, Oliver sternly remarked, "Alia, those second-generation rich kids are all spoiled brats; you shouldn’t get too close to them."

Alia leaned back in her seat, her tone sowhat casual, "They want to recruit to their companies."

When facing Oliver, Alia didn’t appear as pitiful as everyone else had seen earlier.

Her expression was indifferent, so indifferent that it was as if Oliver wasn’t even in her eyes.

Hearing this, Oliver’s expression changed slightly, "Did you agree?"

"No, Cloudglow offers decent treatnt, so I don’t plan on leaving for now."

Oliver breathed a sigh of relief but felt a bit disgruntled.

Alia didn’t agree to go elsewhere, but she also didn’t agree to return to the Wright family. It’s getting harder and harder to fool her. Everything will have to wait until she’s married to Marsh.

They arrived at the Wright family ho.

Hailey ca running over to help Alia open the car door, whispering sothing to her.

Alia smiled knowingly as she gazed at Bess Bennett, who couldn’t be fully hidden by the landscaping trees in the distance.

Recently, she had been provoking Bess.

Finally, she couldn’t hold back any longer.

Alia pretended not to see Bess, suddenly turning to Oliver and asking, "Mr. Wright, if I join the Wright Corporation, will I be able to inherit the family’s legacy in the future?"

On the surface, Oliver had no sons, just a daughter nad Ava, so it stood to reason that the Wright family’s inheritance would go to Ava.

Oliver was montarily stunned by Alia’s sudden question.

Was Alia hesitating about returning to the Wright family? Was she fighting for her own interests?

Oliver nodded directly, "Of course, I’ve worked hard my whole life, and in the end, this legacy is for both you and Ava."

Alia smiled with satisfaction, "Alright, I believe you, Mr. Wright."

Oliver was inwardly cold. For now, no matter what Alia wanted, he could agree, and as for what happens in the future, that would be dealt with later.

Bess, who was stealthily watching from not far away, saw this scene and her eyes turned red with anger.

How could they let Alia inherit the Wright family?

She was starting to suspect that Oliver had been lying to her.

He claid it was all a sche against Alia, but what about now?

Now that she’s been divorced and not yet remarried, and is holess after being kicked out of the house.

Ava was also sent abroad, and if she doesn’t return soon, the Wright family would practically belong to Alia.

Oliver paraded around with this illegitimate child, giving her custom-made dresses and expensive jewelry, things that even Ava couldn’t get.

The more Bess thought about it, the more unfair it seed.

Why did she have to live in a tiny house while Alia could comfortably occupy the Wright family villa?

Bess, although angry, still retained so sanity.

She waited for Oliver to leave with so docunts before stepping forward to knock on the door.

A maid opened the door and looked at Bess, asking, "May I know who you’re looking for?"

Bess looked at the unfamiliar maid in front of her and was montarily stunned, being asked who she was looking for at her own ho?

She suppressed her anger and gritted her teeth, "I’m looking for Alia."

The maid politely responded, "Miss is resting; perhaps you could co back later, or leave a na and phone number, and I’ll inform her when she wakes up."

Bess couldn’t hold back her temper any longer.

She had been under pressure lately, and now even a maid dared to give her trouble.

Bess raised her hand and slapped the maid fiercely, saying, "Get out of the way. After all these years of living here, how dare you block , go fetch Alia!"

The maid covered her cheek, which had turned red from the slap.

Bess shoved the maid aside and barged in.

Upon entering, she looked at the villa and felt a sense of unfamiliarity; many things had been changed.

The lilies she loved in the garden had been uprooted, and she angrily asked, "Who touched the flowers here?"

The new gardener, going about his duties, replied, "Miss is allergic to pollen and asked for them to be replaced."

Bess clenched her fists tightly and gritted her teeth, "Again, it’s Alia. Where is she?"

On the second floor, Alia was leaning on the railing, looking downstairs at Bess in the hall, and lazily said, "Mrs. Wright, or rather, I should call you Mrs. Bennett, is there sothing you want with ?"

Bess looked up, gazing at Alia.

Earlier, Jane had ntioned that Alia had moved into Ava’s room, and Bess hadn’t dared to believe it, but now she had seen it with her own eyes.

That heartless Oliver, how could he treat her and Ava like this?

Bess was completely infuriated and lost all rationality, yelling, "Alia, this is my ho! Get out!"

Alia looked at her calmly; Bess was easily provoked.

In a previous life, to have been oppressed by such a foolish person, she truly had been naive.

Alia started to laugh, her eyes arching, speaking particularly gently, "Mrs. Bennett, what position do you have to tell to leave? Mr. Wright pleaded for to co back. If I truly left, I wonder if he would mind?"

Bess knew it was Oliver who wanted Alia back.

And she also knew Oliver’s sches, to make Alia work hard for the Wright Corporation and to plot against the Allen family, but she was angry and couldn’t hold it in.

Bess warned viciously, "Alia, you won’t et a good end!"

Alia covered her face, laughing. No good end? In her previous life, she indeed had a miserable end.

But in this life, she didn’t seek a good result; she wanted to drag all these people down to hell with her.

"What happens to is my business, but I see, Mrs. Bennett, you might not et a good end, declining in age and beauty, abandoned by your husband, ignored by your daughter. Truly pitiable!"

Bess was indeed feeling abandoned now; lately, Alia’s constant provocation had nearly sparked an outburst of her inner unease.

Hearing Alia say this, she no longer cared about any so-called secrets, gritting her teeth, "You’re talking nonsense, Oliver will remarry ."

Alia casually said, "Really? How long did Mr. Wright say he’d remarry you? Three to five days, one or two months, or how long? Will you see it in your lifeti? Now please leave, you’re too loud and disturbing my rest."