The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 1165

"Zara Zeller, I came here out of the goodness of my heart to celebrate your birthday, and this is how you treat me?"

Preston's face was tight with fury, still clinging to his misplaced sense of superiority.

"How exactly do you expect me to treat you?"

"Both of you, get out. It's my birthday, and looking at you makes me sick!"

Zara wasn't playing games; she was officially kicking them off the property.

Preston had never been so humiliated in his life.

He spun on his heel and stormed off.

Zoe was left standing awkwardly by the entrance, caught in the crossfire.

"Zara, I swear I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday. I didn't mean anything by it."

She held up a small designer shopping bag. "Look, I even dragged Preston to the mall to help me pick this out for you."

"It's a charm bracelet meant to attract romance. I know you'll love it!"

Unbelievable. She was actually trying to insult Zara disguised as a gift.

She was implying Zara's love life was so tragic she needed magical jewelry to find a man.

Claire glanced sideways at Zara.

If Zara didn't slap the girl right then and there, she'd lose all respect for her.

Right on cue, Zara exploded.

"Do I look like I need your charity?"

"Get out of my sight before I physically throw you out!"

Zara pointed a trembling finger toward the driveway.

She hadn't even touched her—she knew better than to give anyone a reason to gossip.

But miraculously, Zoe stumbled backward, her heel catching, and collapsed onto the pavement.

"Ah!" Zoe shrieked, clutching her ankle.

Preston, who was already halfway down the driveway, whipped around and saw Zoe sprawling on the ground.

"Zoe! Are you okay?" Preston sprinted back to her side.

He carefully helped the "fragile" girl sit up.

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