Despite Andie's flamboyant style, he had earned a reputation as Northcrest City's top stylist. Celebrities in the entertainment industry often showcased looks crafted by him. Securing an appointment with Andie was no small feat, but with the Foster family's influence, getting him on board was a breeze.
What she never anticipated was that the woman who had been trying to seduce her husband would not only be invited to the matriarch's birthday celebration but even have Andie, the country’s premier stylist, there to dress her up. Did the old matriarch really despise her so much?
She had been married to Lucas Foster for over twenty years and had endured countless slights and indignities within the Foster family, yet she still couldn't win the matriarch's favor. The matriarch wanted to pair Lucas with a woman in her twenties, likely because she couldn’t bear children herself and hoped that Claire, the homewrecker, would provide the Foster family with heirs.
Thinking of children made her rage boil over. She could have had children too, if not for that little demon, Sean. At five years old, he had maliciously pushed her down the stairs while she was pregnant. Not only did she lose the baby, but that little devil had also caused her to have a hysterectomy. He was nothing short of a monster.
The painful memories drove her to madness. If she couldn’t bear children, then no woman would have children for the Foster family. She lunged forward, grabbing Claire’s hair and yanking it down with fury. "You think just because you flutter your eyelashes, men will fall at your feet? Today, I'll teach you a lesson, you shameless hussy!"
Claire cried out in pain, using both hands to pry Mrs. Foster's grip from her hair. "Let go of me! I don’t even know your husband!" she protested, but no one listened.
Andie tried to shield Claire, but a group of wealthy women blocked him, clawing at him until his face was streaked with blood. Enraged, Andie shouted, "You can't touch her! She's with Sean. If you harm her, Sean won't let you get away with it."
Mrs. Foster's face twisted with malice. Sean’s woman? Ha! Sean was nearly thirty and had never shown interest in a woman. He'd only been in Northcrest City for less than three months, and now he had a woman? Who would believe that?
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