He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 537

Janetta scowled, glaring at the employee, her mood instantly souring.

Back in Riverton, no one would ever dare deny her anything.

But this was Coralia.

Even though she was furious, she didn't dare throw a public tantrum here.

The air grew thick with awkward tension.

Right at that moment, Helena walked into the showroom, flanked by the store manager.

The second Janetta's eyes landed on her, she froze.

For a split second, she genuinely thought she was seeing a ghost.

But as her shock receded, reason kicked in. This couldn't possibly be that Helena.

That woman was dead.

Plus, the aura this stranger exuded was entirely different.

She was radiant, composed, and undeniably confident.

One look was all it took to know she had been cherished and pampered by someone incredibly powerful.

Still, the uncanny resemblance made Janetta's stomach twist into knots.

"Right this way, Mrs. Campbell," the manager said obsequiously. "We have all your selections prepared in the suite."

"Thank you," Helena replied with a polite nod.

As she lifted her head, her gaze landed squarely on Janetta.

She masked her surprise with a faint, imperceptible lift of her brow.

What a bizarre coincidence to run into Janetta here of all places.

She obviously knew exactly why Janetta was in Coralia.

She had fully expected their first face-to-face encounter to be at the audition.

But here they were.

Maintaining her flawless composure, Helena offered a cool, enigmatic smile.

"Ms. Ramirez," she greeted smoothly.

It wasn't strange for her to know Janetta's name. She was Sebastian's wife, after all.

Not to mention, Janetta loved flaunting her celebrity status at every opportunity.

But hearing that specific title made Janetta's eye twitch.

She absolutely loathed being called 'Ms. Ramirez'. She demanded everyone address her as 'Mrs. Hayes'.

"And you are?" Janetta forced a polite tone, mindful of her public image.

Helena smiled. "Helena Wallace."

There were plenty of wealthy businessmen with that last name.

But the only one Janetta truly feared was the aristocratic Campbell dynasty sitting at the absolute pinnacle of Coralia's elite.

There was no way it was that Campbell, right?

The associate fielded the question flawlessly. "I apologize, Mrs. Hayes, but we strictly protect our clients' privacy."

It was a polite, undeniable refusal.

Since they were in a high-end public space, Janetta couldn't throw a fit and interrogate the staff.

She had her dignity to maintain, and a career to revive.

Gritting her teeth, she dropped the subject.

Suddenly, a massive commotion erupted near the front doors.

The staff immediately scrambled toward the entrance.

Janetta glanced over and her heart nearly stopped.

Julian Campbell just walked in.

He spotted Janetta instantly. A cold, merciless scoff left his lips. He didn't even try to hide his contempt.

In a horrifying flash of realization, it all clicked for Janetta.