The True Heiress Reborn And Slays (Alicia Delaney) novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115 Sophia’s Inner Drama

Sophia’s ears burned. She knew Riley had just embarrassed her in front of everyone. Anger slowly built up inside her.

She was about to fire back when Riley suddenly changed the subject, as if something had just crossed her mind.

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“Oh, by the way think I got a call from a jewelry store earlier. Something about delivering some pieces.” She glanced at he

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tinctively to the box Nelson had taken away. Guilt washed over her.

se not! Those people were from a jewelry store, yes–but they came to deliver jewelry to me. From sta ce mentioned your name.”

could finish, the front door opened again.

woman in a dark uniform walked in with her partner. “Hello, is this Ashford Manor? We’re here to deliver a dress for

e unzipped the garment bag to reveal the dre

Sophia glanced back.

The dress wasn’t flashy. No long train

Sophia’s expression grew comp person wearing it–great post

Once on, it would look

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it was an elegant, moon–white custom fishtail dress.

e well. It looked simple and understated, but it demanded a lot from

tyle would match perfectly with the suits Lucas usually wore. Together, they’d loc

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to ask, when Riley stepped in front of her and approached the two staff members. “Are you sure her special instructions?”

oked confused. Clearly, this was the first time they’d run into this situation.

ds are there?

glances. Then the young female assistant pulled out a small cardholder from her pocket and opened it

on the card does say ‘Mrs Ashford,” the assistant said, handing the card over

she added, “But Mr. Ashford did give special instructions when he placed the order. The dress and accessories must be nded personally to Ms. Harper.”

Lucas specifically said it har

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Sophia felt her head buzzing.

Riley listened to the assistant’s words, her expression unchanged.

She gave a soft nod, raised an eyebrow almost imperceptibly, and then calmly told them to leave the dress and accessories in the corner of the living room.

“Thank you,” she said politely–no flaunting or triumph.

But that calm, effortless demeanor, to Sophia, was more sharp and infuriating than any insult.

Sophia was green with envy.

She stared at the moon–white fishtail dress, carefully placed in the corner. The more she looked at it, the more it bothered her.

The fishtail dress had a sleek, flowing cut–simple, but not plain. Every inch of fabric seemed to hold understated luxury.

It complemented Riley’s cool elegance perfectly.

Her gwn dress–borrowed from a top brand, ornate and elaborate–suddenly looked heavy and gaudy, like it was screaming for

attention.

The dress she thought would outshine everyone else’s now looked almost cheap.

But Sophia quickly forced herself to calm down.

No. I still have the jewelry Lucas gave me. That’ll beat everything.

Once I put that on, I’ll still be the most dazzling person there tonight.

She clung to that thought like a lifeline, using it to fight the jealousy and resentment threatening to tear her apart

Riley didn’t seem interested in Sophia’s inner drama.

She didn’t linger. She gave the staff a small nod, picked up the moon–white fishtail dress, and walked up the carved staircase to change.

Downstairs, only Sophia and her styling team remained.

The makeup artists and stylists kept their heads down, pretending to work, but they kept stealing glances at Sophia with gossipy curiosity

Time passed.

Around noon, the front door opened again

Lucas came back from the office.

As soon as he walked in, he felt the heavy, overdone atmosphere in the living room.

Sophia had her full makeup on Her hair was perfectly done. She wore her elaborate, ornate designer gown

Everything felt too deliberate, too flashy

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For the Quinn family’s banquet, it seemed like too much

Lucas had already had a rough day at the office, dealing with Terrence’s mess