Rebirth Revenge Is Everything (Ariana) novel Chapter 745

The girl who spoke had delicate features, but the arrogance and haughtiness in her eyes ruined her pretty face. She tilted her chin up and cast a leisurely glance at Ariana, completely dismissing her presence.

Ariana narrowed her eyes but remained silent.

Earlier, the girl had noticed an assistant bringing coffee to this woman. The assistant’s eagerness suggested the woman held a high position—either someone from another corporation or a senior member of the Stone family. Yet, the girl felt no fear. Her status was unmatched, so she had no concern about offending anyone.

She took a careless sip of the coffee, but the moment it touched her tongue, her brow furrowed in displeasure. She spat the coffee back into the cup without swallowing and scowled. "What kind of coffee is this? It’s disgusting. Is this the best the Stone Group can offer?" Her tone dripped with scorn as a cold sneer flashed in her eyes.

Then, with a lazy flick of her wrist, she set the cup down on the coffee table beside Ariana. "Here, you can have it. I don’t want it anymore."

Ariana watched the girl’s audacious display, feeling a mix of disbelief and amusement. Her voice remained calm as she said, "Miss, this coffee was mine. Taking it without asking was already impolite, but spitting into it and then ‘returning’ it to someone? That’s beyond disrespectful."

As a mother of four, Ariana had long outgrown the urge to confront petty provocations. Though the girl’s behavior was shocking, Ariana merely frowned, refusing to be rattled. Inwardly, she thought, 'Lambert was right to insist on strict discipline for Carson. If he ever turned out like this girl, it would truly reflect a lack of upbringing.'

Fortunately, he was still young, and there was time to set him straight.

Ariana pressed her lips together, silently resolving that the next time Lambert scolded Carson with that icy demeanor, she wouldn’t intervene or soften her heart.

The girl seemed utterly unaccustomed to being spoken to in such a manner. Even though Ariana’s tone was calm and her words carried no sharp edge, the girl bristled with anger. Her face darkened instantly as she sneered, “What? Are you upset that I drank your coffee? Consider it an honor that I, a young lady of my standing, would even touch your drink.”

Ariana chuckled lightly. “Then what’s the logic behind spitting it back into the cup for me?”

As the girl’s temper flared, her bodyguard seemed to sense that Ariana was not someone to be trifled with. Hoping to avoid unnecessary trouble, he quickly intervened, “Miss, we’re at Stone Corporation. It’s best not to cause any trouble for the boss.”

The girl’s eyes widened in fury. With a sharp crack, she slapped the bodyguard who had tried to stop her, her gaze venomous. “Your mistress is being insulted, and you’re telling her to endure it?”

The bodyguard’s fists clenched briefly before relaxing. He bowed slightly and said, “My apologies, Miss.”

The other bodyguards remained expressionless, clearly accustomed to the girl’s outbursts.

Ariana watched with mild curiosity.

She found herself wondering which influential family this girl belonged to. In principle, the more established aristocratic families tended to impose stricter discipline on their heirs. While many assumed the wealthy relied on power to bully others, the opposite was often true—the richer the family, the greater the emphasis on etiquette and decorum for the next generation.