Judy’s expression turned colder.
For my birthday, everyone in the West Family must be here, including Peter and his eldest son. However, only Sarah, that b*tch, refused to come.
The reason Judy went to Sarah’s store today was to tell her personally to bring Harry along to her birthday party.
But that b*tch actually rolled her eyes at me!
Both of them were competing with each other with all their might, but to outsiders, they seemed like close sisters.
Victoria, on the other hand, glanced at the Mitchell Family from time to time.
The Mitchell Family is the real aristocrat! If only I could marry someone from the Mitchell family!
Even though the scale of the party wasn’t too big as only the West and Edwards Family members were invited to have a simple dinner, it was the birthday of Mr. West’s third wife after all, so it would only be appropriate for someone from the Mitchell Family next door to send some presents.
Sean was the only person from the Mitchell Family there, making Victoria over the moon. Since he was handsome and elegant, she kept striking up conversations with him. However, he merely smiled at her coldly.
Suddenly, the door of the bustling West Residence was suddenly pushed open, followed by a few people coming in. The leading people were Sarah, the Young Lady of the West Family who said she wouldn’t be joining, and Sophia, the youngest daughter of Joe from the Edwards Family.
Their arrival had stunned everyone in the hall. Seeing Sarah’s return, Mr. West was quite pleased. “Sarah, you’re back? Is Ethan here?”
However, Ethan was nowhere to be seen.
Sarah was already walking to Judy in large strides. Without any small talk, she asked directly, “Where did you hide Sophia’s cat? Bring it out now!”
Seeing that Sarah was prepared to ruin the entire occasion, Mr. West was immediately highly alert as he barked harshly, “Sarah, is this how you speak to Judy?”
However, Sarah refused to back down today and asked Judy again fiercely, “Where’s the cat? The Persian cat! Where did you hide Sophia’s cat you stole?”
Judy acted as if she was scared by her and hid behind Mr. West weakly. “Dear, look at what Sarah is saying. Today is actually my birthday, you know…”
Mr. West also scolded Sarah harshly, “Today is Judy’s birthday. What are you talking about?”
Sarah was already used to her father’s bias. Taking a deep breath, she uttered, “Judy mixed up the cats at my store today and brought Sophia’s cat home, so I’m here with Sophia to take the cat back. Judy, please return the cat to Sophia. It’s very important to her.”
Looking at Judy, Mr. West said, “If you took the wrong cat, just return it to them.”
However, Judy frowned innocently. “No, I didn’t. My pair of Persian cats are definitely the right ones!” She turned to Sarah. “Sarah, today is my birthday after all. You’d better know your limits and stop making a scene. I know you are angry because I neglected you in the past, but today’s my birthday after all. We can settle everything privately, can’t we? You’re… deliberately embarrassing your father!”
Thinking that Sarah was deliberately making a scene, Mr. West was about to flare up.
Sophia, who hadn’t been speaking a lot since they arrived, spoke coldly, “Judy, you’ve indeed taken the wrong cat. If you don’t believe me, show me the Persian cats you’ve got.”
While speaking, she glanced at Judy’s arms, which had some obvious cat scratches. One of Garfield’s left paw nails was bitten off by Snowball, so she always left four deep scratches and one lighter one. It was quite unique.
Subconsciously, Judy covered her arms and complained to Mr. West sweetly, “Dear, look at this group of kids—they are not giving me any face at all. And all I want is just to have a peaceful birthday.”
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