From Divorced Wife To The Top Heiress novel Chapter 332

Chapter 332

Yvonne blinked, and her tears streamed down even faster.

‘So, in Spencer’s eyes, I’m nothing. Yvonne thought bitterly.

Stella was outstanding in every way, always outshining her.

Yvonne knew Stella was talented, but she just couldn’t bring herself to admit it.

In her mind, Stella could never compare to her when it came to status.

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A noble lady, born with a silver spoon, never had to get her hands dirty or worry about money; she always had cash to burn.

But now, she was no longer the Ashford family’s heiress. She was just their illegitimate daughter.

The difference was so huge, she could hardly wrap her head around it.

“Sp–Spencer, how could you say I’m nothing at all? I was always the pampered princess growing up. Why are you treating me like this?” Yvonne choked out.

Spencer scoffed. “Yvonne, all that superiority you feel just comes from not knowing any better. Real winners stay humble and don’t make a big deal about themselves.”

“You’re always putting yourself on a pedestal, and that’s why you act so entitled,” he said.

“Only people who can’t see past their own little bubble get that kind of fake confidence,” he went on.

“You say I’m treating you badly? How, exactly? Did I ever say I’d marry you? Are we even engaged?” he continued.

“Yvonne, I don’t want a repeat of what happened last time. If you pull that stunt again, don’t expect me to go easy on you,” he added.

After delivering his cold warning, Spencer didn’t even spare Yvonne a glance. He walked away, his tall figure upright and purposeful, radiating quiet strength.

Dylan glanced at Yvonne, who was crying her eyes out, and said, “Yvonne, you’d better get your act together from now on.”

Yvonne was so frustrated that she was about to lose it. What exactly was she supposed to do to take care of herself?

She gazed at her long, elegant fingers, feeling that overnight, she’d gone from the Ashford family’s golden girl to a fallen

heiress.

The only time she felt truly alive was when she could humiliate Stella; only then did she feel like she mattered

But in everyone else’s eyes, she was nothing more than a laughingstock.

Yvonne fled the restaurant, tears streaming down her face.

She remembered how, back then, she’d schemed to push Stella into cozying up to some old man just for a business deal But now, looking back, Stella actually turned out to be a real doctor.

“Damn it, how did an orphan like her even get the chance to study medicine, and even make a name for herself?” Wonne snapped…

She had to win first place in tomorrow’s piano competition.

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Yvonne blinked, and her tears streamed down even faster.

So, in Spencer’s eyes, I’m nothing. Yvonne thought bitterly.

Mella was outstanding in every way, always outshining her.

Yvonne knew Stella was talented, but she just couldn’t bring herself to admit it.

In her mind, Stella could never compare to her when it came to status.

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A noble lady, born with a silver spoon, never had to get her hands dirty or worry about money; she always had cash to burn.

But now, she was no longer the Ashford family’s heiress. She was just their illegitimate daughter.

The difference was so huge, she could hardly wrap her head around it.

“Sp–Spencer, how could you say I’m nothing at all? I was always the pampered princess growing up. Why are you treating me like this?” Yvonne choked out.

Spencer scoffed, “Yvonne, all that superiority you feel just comes from not knowing any better. Real winners stay humble and don’t make a big deal about themselves.

“You’re always putting yourself on a pedestal, and that’s why you act so entitled,” he said.

“Only people who can’t see past their own little bubble get that kind of fake confidence,” he went on.

“You say I’m treating you badly? How, exactly? Did I ever say I’d marry you? Are we even engaged?” he continued.

“Yvonne, I don’t want a repeat of what happened last time. If you pull that stunt again, don’t expect me to go easy on you,” he added.

After delivering his cold warning, Spencer didn’t even spare Yvonne a glance. He walked away, his tall figure upright and purposeful, radiating quiet strength.

Dylan glanced at Yvonne, who was crying her eyes out, and said, “Yvonne, you’d better get your act together from now on.”

Yvonne was so frustrated that she was about to lose it. What exactly was she supposed to do to take care of herself?

She gazed at her long, elegant fingers, feeling that overnight, she’d gone from the Ashford family’s golden girl to a fallen

heiress.

The only time she felt truly alive was when she could humiliate Stella; only then did she feel like she mattered.

But in everyone else’s eyes, she was nothing more than a laughingstock.

Yvonne fled the restaurant, tears streaming down her face.

She remembered how, back then, she’d schemed to push Stella into cozying up to some old man just for a business deal. But now, looking back, Stella actually turned out to be a real doctor.

“Damn it, how did an orphan like her even get the chance to study medicine, and even make a name for herself?” Yvonne snapped…

She had to win first place in tomorrow’s piano competition.

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Only then would she have a shot at marrying Spencer, the coubin’t let Stella beat her.

Even if Spencer slipped through her fingers, there were plenty of other wealthy heirs out there.

She was born into high society, there was no way she’d let Stella leave her in the dust.

Yvonne headed downstairs to flag a cab, but spotted Serena still waiting by the curb. With Stella standing there, her otherworldly vibe made the night itself seem more enchanting

Mella stood with a handbag in hand, waiting for her ride. Soon enough, a car pulled up,

Yvonne’s eyes nearly popped out of her head as she watched Stella climb into the car; it was the priciest ride among the top ten luxury cars, worth a cool hundred million.

Yvonne was practically seething with envy. ‘What right does Stella have to ride in a car like that? she fumed.

Just wait, Stella. One day, I’ll outshine you ten times, a hundred times over, Yvonne swore to herself.

Stella’s nothing but a discarded nobody, just some reject the Ashford family kicked out, Yvonne sneered to herself.

With the piano competition coming up the next day, Yvonne headed home early to get some extra practice.

As soon as she walked in, she saw her mom and could tell she’d been crying.

Beatrice looked surprised. “Didn’t you go see Spencer? Why do you look like that?”

Yvonne clutched the cheek Stella had smacked, tears brimming in her eyes. “Spencer had dinner with Stella tonight, and when I showed up, I slapped her, and then she turned around and hit me right back! Now my face is all puffy, and with the piano competition tomorrow, I honestly don’t know if the swelling will even go away in time.”

Stella is really getting out of hand,” Beatrice fumed, her anger boiling over. ‘Even I can’t bear to hit my own daughter, who does Stella think she is, laying a hand on her?‘ she thought, seething.

Yvonne burst out, her voice shaking with frustration, “Mom, Spencer doesn’t want me. He wants Stella! Now he says he’s going to compete with Dylan, fair and square, for her. What is it about Stella that makes both of them want to go head–to- head for her?”

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Only then would she have a shot at marrying Spencer; she couldn’t let Stella beat her.

Even if Spencer slipped through her fingers, there were plenty of other wealthy heirs out there.

She was born into high society; there was no way she’d let Stella leave her in the dust.

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Yvonne headed downstairs to flag a cab, but spotted Serena still waiting by the curb. With Stella standing there, her otherworldly vibe made the night itself seem more enchanting.

Stella stood with a handbag in hand, waiting for her ride. Soon enough, a car pulled up.

Yvonne’s eyes nearly popped out of her head as she watched Stella climb into the car; it was the priciest ride among the top ten luxury cars, worth a cool hundred million.

Yvonne was practically seething with envy. ‘What right does Stella have to ride in a car like that?‘ she fumed.

Just wait, Stella. One day, I’ll outshine you ten times, a hundred times over,’ Yvonne swore to herself.

‘Stella’s nothing but a discarded nobody, just some reject the Ashford family kicked out, Yvonne sneered to herself.

With the piano competition coming up the next day, Yvonne headed home early to get some extra practice.

As soon as she walked in, she saw her mom and could tell she’d been crying.

Beatrice looked surprised. “Didn’t you go see Spencer? Why do you look like that?”

Yvonne clutched the cheek Stella had smacked, tears brimming in her eyes. “Spencer had dinner with Stella tonight, and when I showed up, I slapped her, and then she turned around and hit me right back! Now my face is all puffy, and with the piano competition tomorrow, I honestly don’t know if the swelling will even go away in time.”

“Stella is really getting out of hand,” Beatrice fumed, her anger boiling over. ‘Even I can’t bear to hit my own daughter, who does Stella think she is, laying a hand on her?‘ she thought, seething.

Yvonne burst out, her voice shaking with frustration, “Mom, Spencer doesn’t want me. He wants Stella! Now he says he’s going to compete with Dylan, fair and square, for her. What is it about Stella that makes both of them want to go head–to- head for her?”

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