Chasing His Runaway Wife by Jamie Stones (Tabitha Jarvis) novel Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Four Seasons Bar was a famous elite nightclub in Xosa.

As soon as Tabitha walked to the door, she heard the ambiguous sounds coming from inside, causing her to furrow her brows slightly.

She couldn’t help wondering, ‘Why arrange to meet in a place like this?’

However, the eagerness to know the progress made her try to ignore the discomfort in her heart and walk in.

A young waiter led her to a cubicle.

Tabitha sat down and waited for nearly three minutes, but Vernon, the private investigator, didn’t show up.

A mocking voice suddenly sounded in her ear. “Huh? Isn’t this Mrs. Sinclair? Why are you so lonely, sitting here alone?”

Tabitha looked up and saw a woman with blonde curls looking at her with hostility.

Tabitha knew her. It was Pauline Grayer, who accompanied Naomi to confess and apologize to her back then.

Not far behind Pauline, there were several people, probably celebrating someone’s birthday. Surprisingly, it was Naomi who sat in the middle of the crowd.

‘How could it be so coincidental?’ Tabitha exclaimed inwardly.

Tabitha calmly suppressed her doubts and was about to leave.

Pauline stopped her and said, “What’s the hurry? It’s my birthday. Why don’t you come and have a drink with me?”

Tabitha’s voice remained emotionless and indifferent. “I’m not familiar with you. Get out of the way.”

“Do you have to be so arrogant just because you’ve become Mrs. Sinclair?”

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said Pauline. She pretended to be enthusiastic and pulled Tabitha over.

All the people on the table looked at Tabitha.

These women were heavily made up and dressed in luxurious attire, drawing the attention of others in Four Seasons Bar.

Tabitha was wearing a light white long dress. Her slender figure exuded delicacy and elegance, like a lily in a secluded valley, which stood out amid the surrounding chaos and decadence.

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She stood there alone and did nothing to make these people look vulgar.

A trace of jealousy flashed across Pauline’s eyes.

Someone whispered, “Who is this woman? She’s truly beautiful.”

“Isn’t she the one Mr. Sinclair keeps at home? I heard she comes from a very ordinary background and is quite poor, but surprisingly, she carries herself quite well,” another person said.

“If Naomi were to live in such a wealthy family for a few years, she’ll be more elegant than her,” another one added.

Almost instantly, Tabitha figured out what was going on. Her thin back straightened, and she looked directly at Naomi.

“Naomi, if you have something to say, just say it straightforwardly. There’s no need to beat around the bush and deceive me into coming out, letting a bunch of flies buzz around here; it’s very noisy,” she said.

Everyone’s expressions changed, glaring angrily at Tabitha. However, due to her status, no one dared to confront her openly.