Broken Vows and Buried Twins novel Chapter 83

Halfway through the gala, Hester got up to use the restroom. At the sink, she turned on the faucet, the rushing water masking the sound of high heels slowly clicking up behind her.

Her expression remained totally impassive. She already knew exactly who it was.

"Hester, darling," Melody's sickeningly fake, overly sweet voice echoed harshly against the tiled walls.

That sugary tone made Hester's stomach churn. She lifted her eyes, meeting Melody's gaze in the vanity mirror.

Melody flashed her a smirk, her provocation entirely unconcealed.

Hester's eyes remained cold. She reached out, shut off the water, and pulled a paper towel from the dispenser to dry her hands.

Turning around, she tossed the towel into the trash can, looked Melody dead in the eye, and let out a chilling laugh. "Did that slap at the office not teach you a lesson?"

Melody's smug smile froze, and she instinctively took a step back.

Hester had taken self-defense classes since she was a teenager. Even though her physical strength had waned since her miscarriage, the force behind her slap the other day was no joke! At a high-profile event like this, Melody had no intention of getting hit. She had only followed Hester in to gloat and ruin her night.

Remembering her true purpose, Melody dropped the act and triumphantly raised her right hand.

On her ring finger sat a massive diamond rock, catching the bathroom lights and sparkling blindingly.

"See this? Julian had this custom-made for me by a world-renowned jewelry designer. It's a one-of-a-kind piece. Take a good look—isn't it bigger than the engagement ring Julian gave you?"

Hester stared at the diamond, her eyes flashing with a dangerous frost. "Melody, I feel the need to remind you of a legal fact. Julian and I haven't finalized our divorce yet."

Melody sneered dismissively. "So what?"

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