From Heartbreak to Happily Ever After Novel

Chapter 615

Violet was indignant.

She had traveled back from overseas, expecting to use her connection to Juan to rake in some money in Seamar City.

But barely two days after her arrival, she had been unceremoniously dismissed by Juan right in front of those bodyguards.

Fuming at the thought, Violet pounded her fists harder as she lamented, “Melody, you’ve got to stand up for me.”

Melody rubbed her temples. “You’re useless.”

She had assumed that after all those years abroad, Violet would have gained some experience.

Still, Debra had outsmarted and disgraced Violet.

“Melody,” Violet whined, hoping to elicit some sympathy.

Melody cut her off. “Say no more. Since you couldn’t bring her back, someone else will.”

“Someone else?” Violet was puzzled.

Just then, the sound of the doorbell echoed through the grand hallway.

At Melody’s signal, Sophie went to open the door. In stepped Shelia, looking radiant in a champagne- colored bodycon dress, pearl earrings, and a massive diamond ring.

“Long time no see, Sophie,” Shelia greeted elegantly.

Her image was a far cry from the timid girl she once was, and Sophie was stunned.

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“Yes, it’s me. Mrs. Nichols Sr. invited me over for a chat. I hope I’m not intruding.”

“Uh…”

Sophie glanced back at Melody, whose face had softened into a delighted grin.

“Jade, come here and sit by me,” Melody said warmly.

Shelia gracefully walked to Melody’s side and sat down. “Grandma, you seemed in a hurry to see me. Is there something important you wanted to discuss?”

Before Melody could reply, Violet interjected, “This must be Miss Miles, right?”

She had already heard the rumors while abroad. Shelia was Juan’s old flame. Back then, the gossip about the two of them was endless.

Then the scandal involving Shelia’s impersonation, murder, and intentional miscarriage escalated, tarnishing her reputation completely. Yet she still had the nerve to show up there.

Shelia’s smile faltered ever so slightly, but she still responded politely, “And you are?”

“This is my niece,” Melody introduced.

Violet wasted no time jumping in. “I’m Juan’s aunt. Frankly, Miss Miles, I’m surprised you had the nerve to show up here after you killed Juan and your child.”

Melody frowned. “You’ve said enough. Miss Miles is now the heiress to the Blair family. Show your respect.”

Violet ate the humble pie. “I’m sorry, Melody.”