The Bride’s Revenge (Marion Cartier And Jameson Royce) novel Chapter 265

Chapter 265 Making You Upset Is Not A Small Thing 

Looking at Marlon, both Alice and Cassie could sense that something was off. 

Alice took down her sign just like she was told and asked curiously, “Marion, who are you looking for?” 

Cassie also glanced over. “Yeah, do you have other friends coming, over? 

Marion quickly diverted her gaze. “No, nothing like that. You two should go back to your seats. I need to head backstage to prepare,” 

Time flew by, and the middle of the show was soon. 

It had been 15 minutes since Marion changed and made a trip to the VIP area, “Go ahead!” 

Alice, who was there for Marion, held Marion’s hand. “Marion, can I come with you to the backstage?” 

Cassie, who had somehow become close to Alice, chimed in, “Let her go with you. She’s been talking about you in my car all night.” 

Marion hesitated before saying, “Alright.” 

Her main concern was Alice discussing her with Cassie. It would not be great if Kirk’s fans overheard them. 

With that, the two left the VIP seats and headed backstage. 

The crowd thinned out along the way, leaving only staff members. 

Alice looked at Marion. “Marion, were you looking for Lucas just now?” 

Upon hearing that, Marion nearly stepped on a staff member’s skirt. “I wasn’t. I was just looking around.” 

“When you were on stage, you kept looking in our direction for a long time.” 

Anything related to Marion, Alice observed keenly. 

Before Marion could change the subject, Alice asked, “Did he promise you he’d come but didn’t?” 

There was an empty seat beside them that had been filled by someone the staff escorted in after the opening. 

Now that Alice thought about it, the seat was probably meant for Lucas. 

Worried that Alice might have misunderstood, Marion explained, “No, he didn’t 

promise me that he would come.” 

She had merely assumed he might. 

It was true that assumptions could lead to disappointments. Last time at the charity performance, she had not expected Lucas to show up, so seeing him was a pleasant surprise. 

This time, however, it was the opposite. Despite him not confirming his attendance, she had assumed he would be there. 

Now that he was not, she felt somewhat disappointed and upset. 

Lucas had not done anything wrong; he did not promise he would come. 

Marion lowered her head slightly, and the dim lighting emphasized the disappointment on her face. 

Seeing Marion like that pained Alice, and she gritted her teeth as she hissed, That scumbag Lucas! The next time I see him, I’ll have to give him a beating!” 

Marion shrugged. “It’s nothing. It’s just a small matter. 

“How can it be a small matter when it makes you upset?” 

Marion felt moved by Alice’s comment. 

“Enough about that scumbag. Let me show you a Thanksgiving gift I prepared for you. Which one you like?” 

It was only August. Why did the conversation suddenly shift to Thanksgiving? 

Alice took out her phone and showed Marion a few beautiful dresses. “Which one do you like? I think they all look great, and they will look amazing on you! Please pick a few, and when you perform, I’ll take photos for you!” 

Marion looked at her in surprise. “A few?” 

Did wealthy people always give gifts like that? 

Alice looked at her. “Is it too few? I’m sorry. If you like, I can gift them all to you. They’re not expensive, really!” 

Marion looked at the prices on the pictures. Did Alice say dresses that cost thousands of dollars were not expensive? 

“It’s okay. I have dresses!” 

“But I spent a long time picking these. Don’t you like any of them?” 

Marion realized there was a bit of a generation gap in her communication with Alice. While she was trying to decline, Alice thought Marion was judging her for 

having poor taste. 

After a back–and–forth, Marion was reluctantly coerced into accepting one dress. 

“Okay, this one! I’ll have someone deliver it to your place in a few days! Don’t you want to pick a handbag too? I have some collector’s items at home. You can choose one or two if you like, but I can’t give you too many. My mom has a collecting obsession.”