She Was Never Just a Pretty Face novel Chapter 105

Hilda asked for an art studio as usual.

Luther smiled—

Hilda really did enjoy painting.

In the evening.

Eleanor arrived by car.

She picked up Hilda to visit Gardenia.

This represented Eleanor's stance.

Gardenia felt very comforted.

As for all the tonics and expensive gifts Luther's mother brought, she only accepted the tonics. Eleanor saw her in a whole new light. She thought of Jolie's aunt, who used the little power she had to try and bleed the Sanford family dry. In comparison, Gardenia had noble character.

Eleanor thought highly of Hilda.

After returning to the Century Villa, she discussed with Luther about hosting a family dinner for Gardenia. It would serve as a welcome reception, but more importantly, to introduce her to close relatives and friends. It didn't need to be overly formal; they'd just set up two tables at the Sanford Estate. Then they'd let Matilda have a good chat with her.

Eleanor represented the Sanford family's intentions.

Luther naturally wouldn't object.

Eleanor checked the calendar and smiled: "Let's set it for three days from now. It's a good day for a banquet."

Standing aside, Lori frowned.

Three days from now was exactly the day Jolie was leaving the country.

She couldn't help but glance at Luther.

Mr. Sanford seemed to feel nothing about it.

...

After Gardenia returned.

Hilda would make time to visit her every day.

That evening, as she walked out of the Indigo Tower and got into her car to head to her mother's place, her phone rang on the passenger seat.

The caller ID showed Jolie.

Hilda stared at it for a few seconds before answering—

Jolie's icy voice came through the receiver.

"Hilda, let's meet."

"The Peninsula Cafe."

Hilda smiled very faintly: "Yes, afraid you'll spike it. After all, Jolie, you know best what kind of person you are, don't you? It doesn't hurt to guard against petty people."

Jolie's pretty face darkened.

Then she leaned in toward Hilda, her voice very, very soft: "You don't really think you've won, do you? Hilda, this is just the beginning. Do you really think you can take away my years of romance with Luther just because of a child? Keep dreaming. Do you believe me when I say, as long as I want him... Luther will definitely choose me in the end."

"I believe you."

Contrary to Jolie's expectations.

Hilda actually said that.

She stared at Jolie's face, articulating word by word: "I believe even more strongly that even if Luther chooses you, he will only ever treat you as a mistress. You will never enter the doors of the Sanford family. You couldn't four years ago, and you won't now or in the future. Even if Luther and I divorce, in the end, he will still choose a wife of equal social standing, not a... illegitimate child."

Those two words: illegitimate child.

It was like tripping a hidden wire.

Jolie was so furious she almost contorted and lost her composure.

Hilda stood up and walked outside.

She wasn't afraid of Jolie fighting for Luther—

If Luther wavered, what difference did it make whether she lost him sooner or later?