The Divorced Heiress Revenge (Bella Thompson) novel Chapter 361

Chapter 361 

“What did I tell you, Mom? I told you they were more than friends. Carrie is trying to get in my way!” Bethany complained. 

Bethany was jealous because Ryan dressed Carrie in a fancy red gown. Even without makeup, Carrie glowed. 

To make matters worse, Carrie’s evening gown sported the same 

burgundy color as Ryan’s tuxedo, making them appear to be a perfect 

match. 

Under the spotlight, they stood alongside each other like newlyweds. All eyes were on them. 

Bethany found her purple gown to be a painful joke. 

The color would never go well with burgundy. 

“I gave birth to Carrie. I know the type of person she is.” 

Shannon had a deeper perspective that extended beyond Bethany’s surface-level understanding. “Carrie might be 22 years old, but she has the mind of a 12-year-old. She lacks the capacity to date a man, 

let alone steal your man.” 

While Shannon’s comment was comforting, Bethany still found 

herself furious. 

“I think you have bigger problems on your plate than you realize. Ryan 

has never shown you any attention. After your grandfather’s birthday 

celebration, Ryan is probably feeling repulsed by you because you 

wanted to pursue something more with him by using underhanded 

means Since he knows Carrie is your sister, he’s 

likely 

befriending her to get on your nerves and kill any chances of anything developing between you two.” 

“W What? 

Bethany was flustered. “What should I do now? Does that mean I’ll 

never get to marry him?” 

“Don’t get yourself worked up. You need to work with Zoe to get her help in getting closer to Ryan. You need to change your attitude and be patient. Since Ryan is nice to Carrie, you need to be extra nice to her too. Change Ryan’s opinion of you and let him see your kind side. Get it?” Shannon uttered somberly as she strategized for her 

daughter. 

“Fine,” Bethany replied grumpily. 

Carrie’s eyes lit up at the thought of meeting her idol tonight. She 

scanned the place for Ada Wang. 

Her gaze fell on the stage where Zoe was playing the piano. She froze as the color drained from her face, her expression turning ashen and 

lifeless. 

Her slender legs shook under her gown. 

The painful memories of her childhood washed over her, drowning 

her in despair. 

-“Hahahaha ! Who would want to be friends with an idiot like you? 

Why would you think that?” 

-“Dump her into the trash can. That’s where trash belongs.” 

-“Cut her hair off. I hate girls with better hair than me in school.” 

-“It’s no wonder Chairman Salvador and Madam Shannon hate you. Your sister doesn’t like you either. It’s unbelievable that you call yourself a Salvador. You’re the family’s disgrace.” 

Carrie thought, ‘I’m a disgrace…’ 

Zoe focused on playing the piano on stage, oblivious to that resentful and terrified gaze in the audience. 

With her eyes welling up, Carrie clutched to her teddy and backed up 

in a cold sweat. 

Suddenly, Ryan grabbed her arm. 

“What’s the matter, Carrié? Are you shy? Didn’t you want to see Ada Wang and get her autograph? Come on. I’ll take you to her.” 

To his surprise, Carrie shook his arm off and ran for the door without looking back. 

“Carrie! Where are you going?” 

Ryan was astonished and concerned that she might encounter 

trouble venturing out alone in the dark, so he followed her.