Dump My Ex, Dive into Love with His Billionaire Uncle-Chapter 37 - Uncle this is my fiancée Bella Woods
Chapter 37: Chapter 37: Uncle, this is my fiancée Bella Woods
Chapter 37 -37: Uncle, this is my fiancée Bella Woods
Oliver Hughes was the first to leave the changing room.
Bella Woods needed to follow the staff to the makeup room for some light makeup, match her shoes, assess her overall appearance, and then make adjustments.
Just as her makeup was almost done, Sienna Warren pushed open the door to the makeup room.
“I’m here to keep you company.”
Bella Woods looked at her in silence, not recalling when their relationship got close enough to converse peacefully in the makeup room.
Faced with Bella Woods’s silence, Sienna Warren acted magnanimously, sitting beside her, tilting her body towards Bella Woods, and resting her head on her right hand, gazing at Bella Woods in admiration.
“I’ve found that you’re quite good-looking with makeup, not at all like someone from the countryside. Indeed, people need to be ‘adorned’.”
Bella Woods could hear the hidden meaning in Sienna Warren’s use of the word ‘adorned’.
“Miss Warren isn’t bad when ‘adorned’ either,” Bella Woods replied casually.
Sienna Warren’s face turned cold immediately but she didn’t respond to Bella Woods’s retort. Instead, she said, “Do you know what Oliver said when he watched the elevator video of you that night, laughing?”
That night, the elevator!
As soon as these words emerged, the scene of her trying to reconcile with Oliver Hughes and being made to drink problematic alcohol flashed in Bella Woods’s mind.
“You all can leave first; Miss Warren will help me choose shoes,” Bella Woods directed the staff to leave.
After all, she was the future Young Mistress of the Hughes Family and was personally brought by Cyan Marshall, so her words naturally held weight.
In an instant, the large makeup room was left with only Bella Woods and Sienna Warren.
“You spiked the drinks that night,” Bella Woods stated confidently.
Sienna Warren’s behavior with the fake video at the family banquet, and Oliver Hughes’s attitude, were enough to show he could accept her sleeping with countless people but not accept Bella Woods being with anyone else.
Thinking it over, it couldn’t have been Oliver Hughes who spiked the drink.
“Yes, it was me.” Sienna Warren shrugged: “You weren’t content with Oliver Hughes sleeping with me, so I let you sleep with someone else to even the score.”
She had an air of having arranged everything perfectly.
Bella Woods gripped the armrest of her chair tightly, restraining her impulse to tear Sienna Warren apart.
“I was going to send you to the 18th floor, where eight men were waiting to shoot a film with you. But the elevator malfunctioned and didn’t reach the 18th floor as planned.”
Sienna Warren appeared slightly regretful: “I gave you a double dose of the drug; without a man, you should have died. But you turned out fine, indicating you got together with a man that day.”
Hearing this, Bella Woods laughed in anger, “So you showed Oliver Hughes the elevator video, so he would know I was unclean.”
“Not only unclean, but he also knows you’re keeping a man. You took his ten million, turned around, and gave it away. To whom? Clearly implied.”
Sienna Warren, looking at Bella Woods’s face with feigned surprise, added: “I didn’t think so, you seem well-behaved but you’re quite wild. You Woods sisters sure know how to have fun.”
Sienna Warren stood up from her seat, walked to the shoe rack, and selected shoes for Bella Woods.
“But rest assured, Oliver said, the engagement banquet is a matter settled between the two families and can’t be easily changed. As a fiancé, he will surely…”
Mid-sentence, Sienna Warren turned back, giving Bella Woods a meaningful smile: “Give you, an unforgettable engagement banquet!”
Bella Woods sat in her chair, watching Sienna Warren’s smile widen.
She shook her head repeatedly in ironic disbelief, “A wretched woman who can’t survive without a man. It’s women like you that degrade all women.”
Bella Woods didn’t respond, pondering over the engagement.
Sienna Warren was there to flaunt, carrying a little of Oliver Hughes’s meaning.
Telling her that they knew about her keeping a “little pretty boy,” and the engagement banquet would proceed as scheduled.
But it wouldn’t be an engagement banquet—perhaps Bella Woods’s or even the Woods Family’s banquet from hell.
In just a minute or two, Bella Woods contemplated taking the money she had now and fleeing, but her documentation had been collected long ago by Jade Patel. If she fled, she’d lose her studies, her future, and her life.
To follow the planned rhythm, to strive for an exchange student spot in a year legitimately abroad to open a brighter future, she had to handle this engagement banquet well.
There was still time.
She would have time to come up with a solution.
Bella Woods stood up from the chair, forcing herself to calmly walk to the shoe rack.
She took down the black high-heeled shoes Sienna Warren had selected and instead chose gold high heels that matched the color of her dress.
Observing with disdain, Sienna Warren commented, “You women all want to use your bodies to capture a man’s heart. But you’re not a virgin anymore, why would Oliver Hughes have feelings for you?”
“Hmm, you are a virgin, but still, Oliver Hughes doesn’t want to marry you,” Bella Woods replied seriously.
Sienna Warren’s face changed instantly, raising her hand to punish Bella Woods.
At that moment, the door to the makeup room was opened by someone; Sienna Warren hurriedly withdrew her hand, trying to maintain composure.
“Miss Woods, Mrs. Hughes is asking about your situation here?” A staff member glanced at their situation.
“I’m already done.”
“I’ll assist you.” The staff approached Bella Woods.
“I’m not very used to wearing high heels, just as Miss Warren is my fiancé’s best friend, it’s fitting she helps me.”
After speaking, Bella Woods linked her arm with Sienna Warren’s and transferred her weight onto her.
Seeing Sienna Warren glaring at her, Bella Woods naturally said, “Miss Warren is so close with my fiancé, we should definitely get along.”
Sienna Warren forced a smile: “Naturally.”
Accompanied by the staff, Bella Woods walked out of the makeup room arm in arm with Sienna Warren.
Walking through the long corridor, the crisp sound of Bella Woods’s heels striking the tiled floor echoed.
Approaching the store’s main hall entrance, Bella Woods heard Oliver Hughes’s voice: “Uncle, for my engagement banquet, you brought my future aunt, not your date?”
“Yes.”
The man’s deep voice, though just a single word, carried an intangible penetration, making one instinctively tense.
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Bella Woods even felt Sienna Warren’s body slightly stiffen.
“Inside is Third Young Master Marshall, a legendary figure. Soon to meet him, aren’t you nervous?”
Nervous.
Such a person was akin to a deity descending from the clouds, standing before her, feeling very… unreal.
Guided by the staff, as Bella Woods and Sienna Warren walked in, Bella Woods’s gaze naturally passed through all the decorations, landing on the figure sitting on the sofa.
The man was clad in a black striped three-piece suit, his polished shoes resting one foot on the ground, the other suspended due to his crossed legs.
His left arm casually draped over the sofa, the right hand leisurely on his thigh, the delineation of his wrist bone making the contour between arm and hand distinct, exuding strength.
Even though she was at some distance, and with many obstacles in between, Bella Woods could still perceive the noble elegance radiating from this man.
Additionally, the inherent aura of someone in command made one instinctively want to bow in subservience.
“Oh, my fiancée is here.”
Seeing Bella Woods approach, Oliver Hughes stood up from the sofa and extended his hand, pulling Bella Woods in front of Ashton Marshall.
“Uncle, this is my fiancée, Bella Woods.”
