After hanging up, Theresa headed to the restroom.
As she walked in, she caught Lorna huddled by the sinks, secretly inspecting the tear in the dress.
It was obvious she was still devastated over the damage.
After all, she had never worn anything remotely that expensive in her entire life.
"Stop staring at it. It's just a dress," Theresa said smoothly.
Lorna, already heartbroken over the ruined garment, felt a surge of pure rage at the sight of the culprit.
"Theresa, don't push your luck. I let you off the hook. You should be keeping your head down and staying out of my way."
Theresa let out a dismissive scoff. "I think the one who needs to keep her head down is you. You know exactly where that dress came from. The only reason I haven't exposed you is because I don't feel like wasting my energy on you right now. But let me make this very clear—if you ever try to show off or cause trouble for me again, I guarantee you will lose absolutely everything you have."
Having delivered her warning, Theresa casually rinsed her hands and walked out.
Lorna stood rooted to the spot, grinding her teeth in fury.
How dare Theresa speak to her like that.
Did she know something?
*No,* Lorna reassured herself. *She's a pathetic girl wearing cheap street clothes. How could she possibly know where the dress came from?*
It was absolutely impossible!
Besides, it wasn't like she stole the dress or bought a knockoff.
She had every right to wear it proudly. There was nothing to be afraid of.
After work.
Lorna headed home. The ruined dress had kept her in a foul mood all day.
"Lorna, what's wrong?" Butler Avery asked as she walked in.
"It's nothing, Dad."
Lorna looked glum. She gazed up at the sprawling, magnificent architecture of the Ellington estate, a heavy sigh escaping her lips.
"If something's bothering you, just tell me," Butler Avery prodded gently.
Right on cue, Charles called and asked her out to dinner, so she headed back out.
As she walked down the grand driveway, the Chairman's sleek car pulled through the gates.
Victor Ellington stepped out.
Seeing Lorna heading toward the exit, his deep, commanding voice carried over. "Heading out, Lorna?"
Lorna quickly walked over and dipped her head respectfully. "Mr. Ellington."
"Are you settling in alright?"
"Everything is wonderful, thank you."
"If you ever feel uncomfortable or need anything, just let your father know. I've told you before, your father has been with me for a very long time. I consider him a brother."
"Thank you so much, Chairman."
"Also, if you run into any trouble at the company, you come straight to me. Rest assured, in Cresden City, nobody will dare bully you."
Hearing Victor's words, Lorna's heart soared with exhilaration.

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The readers' comments on the novel: Reborn Fake Heiress Watch the Whole Family Burn
Gente que final mais sem Graça ,author simplesmente estragou tudo no final!...
Aff ta estragando...
Ah por favor author nao estrague o final !...
Sim (eu sabia o final nao podia ser assim)quero meu bebe dylan vivo um belo casamento e de quebra 2 filhos pra eles bianca salva e por favor author quero que a michele sofra esse final que ta agora da bianca que seja da michele sem lingua pernas e bracos sem olhos e mendigando!...
Gente cade o mentor dela e a pedra tem que ser algo que de pra ressuscitar o dylan e a bianca! Nao me importo com nada so quero eylan de volta com ela um belo casamento entre os 2!...
Gente nao creio nisso dylan e bianca morrerem!...
She's too busy winning to watch him cry novel pls post this novel...
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