The Triplets My Ex Never Knew About novel Chapter 38

Chapter 38: Chapter 38: Mr. Sloan, Please Take Care of My Yara

Henry Kendrick’s expression darkened, but Estelle Lockwood smiled.

’It was always like this. Noelle Lockwood would claim she didn’t care about her status as the Lockwood family heiress, but she was always showing it off.’

’She was the Lockwood heiress. She had money. Everything in the Lockwood family belonged to her, and no one else got a share.’

’Even Estelle Lockwood, the true heiress, could only get by under Noelle Lockwood’s ’pity’.’

’How could it be that after five years, she was still flaunting her status as the Lockwood heiress? Did she have nothing else to show off?’

’And then there was Vivian Lowell. She had always loved using luxury goods to put down Estelle, this ’country bumpkin who had never seen the world.’’

’In the past, Estelle Lockwood had felt like she didn’t fit in with the Lockwood family, and a large part of that was because Vivian Lowell would mock her every other day. Vivian would look down on her for not being able to afford this or that, saying she was only fit to wear Noelle Lockwood’s hand-me-downs, and that it was her lot in life.’

’However Vivian had mocked her back then, she was going to mock her right back.’

Estelle Lockwood looked Vivian Lowell up and down. "Miss Lowell, the outfit you’re wearing is a past-season piece from DL. The bag you’re carrying is a three-year-old model from Tissenvi, and your necklace and earrings are styles that Evernight International discontinued last year."

"And your clothes don’t even fit properly, the color of your bag doesn’t match, and let’s not even talk about the jewelry—one of the diamonds is chipped. It’s plain to see that everything you’re wearing is just Noelle Lockwood’s castoffs."

Vivian Lowell’s expression instantly froze.

Estelle Lockwood gave a half-smile. "While I don’t think there’s anything good about one-upmanship, Miss Lowell... at least I can pay this one million on my own. Can you?"

"SHUT UP!!!" Vivian Lowell shrieked as if she’d been stabbed, "You bitch, you’re asking for it!"

"I’m just telling the truth. Don’t get angry, Miss Lowell. Next time you try to mock me, please use your brain first."

Estelle Lockwood lifted her chin slightly, her gaze icy. "Noelle Lockwood, get your dog back on its leash. Don’t let her out to bite people!"

Noelle Lockwood bit her lower lip. Vivian Lowell screamed, her face flushing red with anger, "You dare call me a dog! I’ll kill you!"

As she spoke, Vivian Lowell lunged forward.

But Estelle Lockwood didn’t even have to move. Henry Kendrick had already grabbed Vivian Lowell’s wrist, causing Vivian to let out another bloodcurdling scream.

Only then did Noelle Lockwood speak up weakly. "Dr. Lockwood, Vivian is just blunt. Aren’t you going a little too far?"

Estelle Lockwood was merciless. "Miss Lockwood, don’t confuse being blunt with being a bitch. Besides, I think the person who goads others into fighting her battles while she sits back and enjoys the show is the one who’s truly going too far, don’t you?"

Hearing Estelle Lockwood’s thinly veiled mockery, tears welled up in Noelle Lockwood’s eyes and she staggered back. "That’s not... "

"Yara, what do you mean by that!" Vivian Lowell was overcome with rage.

’In Crestfall, she was used to throwing her weight around, relying on the fact that she was related to the Lockwood family and that Noelle Lockwood was the future Mrs. Sloan. This was the first time she had ever been so wronged!’

Furious and exasperated, she whirled on the salesclerk and roared, "Do you have any idea who she is? She’s the mistress! If you dare sell that pen to her, you’re finished!"

"You people have no idea! This bitch moved into someone else’s house, taking over their husband and child! My cousin and her son had a misunderstanding, and this bitch took advantage of the situation to sow discord! She even kicked my cousin out!"

"Noelle wanted to buy a pen for Nathaniel, and this woman is buying one too. She has ulterior motives!"

As her voice fell, some people in the crowd recognized Noelle Lockwood and began to whisper.

"Isn’t that Noelle Lockwood?"

"I saw online that Noelle Lockwood was abusing Young Mr. Sloan... So it was because this woman instigated it?"

Noelle Lockwood’s mood improved slightly, and the corners of her lips curled up.

Vivian Lowell felt a rush of satisfaction. Looking down her nose, she asked contemptuously, "Now, are you still going to sell something to a mistress?"

The salesclerk stammered, not daring to speak.

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