Divorce Has Never Felt This Good

Divorce Has Never Felt This Good Chapter 171

As Jessie approached, Devin stepped aside to give the two women some privacy to talk.

When Becky saw Jessie coming toward her, she cocked an eyebrow. “Why are you running so fast? Is a dog chasing you?”

“Put it out of your mind, Becky! I just heard something shocking.”

Becky drank some of the grape juice while laughing at Jessie. “Catching your breath should be your priority right now.”

Jessie was fuming as she panted.

When a waiter passed by, she drank half a glass of soda water. After she had composed herself, she told Becky, “Just now, I happened to see Mara and Anita in a corner on the second floor. I heard they planned to pour wine on your dress and then ask you to change into a dress they prepared for you.”

All the socialites in Courtbush were aware that Mara and Denise were at odds with Anita Martel.

Tonight, they went as far as trying to reconcile with Anita so that they could collectively deal with Becky. Becky wasn’t sure whether she should be flattered by her tremendous charisma or amused by their idiocy.

They thought Becky wouldn’t find out the truth if they let Anita do the dirty work. But they were wrong.

“What dresses did they prepare for me?” Becky asked, finding it interesting. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Speaking of the dress, Jessie was even angrier. “They’re too mean. The dress would fall apart if you put it on and took a few steps. They want you to make a fool of yourself!”

The consequences would be disastrous if it happened.

If Becky fell for their trap tonight, she would be the laughing stock of the town.

Denise and her friends, however, were too foolish to pull off their plan. Even if Jessie didn’t overhear their plot, Becky wouldn’t wear the dress others prepared for her. She would simply say her goodbyes to the Haynes family ahead of schedule and leave.

“Denise spread the rumor that you were your father’s mistress, and she had to apologize to you in public. But it seems like she never learns her lesson!” Thinking about that further infuriated Jessie. She reached out and grabbed two wine glasses from a passing waiter’s tray. “I’m pissed off. I have to teach that bitch a lesson!”

“How are you going to teach her a lesson?” Becky asked her.

“Pour wine on her and scold her! Tonight, just a few people know me, but everyone knows her.”

“You’ll be asking trouble for yourself.”

With her eyebrows arched and a smirk, Becky looked at Jessie.

“Why are you laughing? I wanted to avenge you! She’s going to make you a laughing stock! Why don’t you look in the least bit angry?”

Becky snorted. “And why should I? Being furious over something that hasn’t occurred is not worth it.”

Jessie calmed down a little. “That’s not how you are. What’s your plan, please?”

Taking a glance at Denise and Mara, who came downstairs from the second floor not far away, Becky smiled and said, “Since they want me to make a fool of myself, I’ll do as they wish!”

Jessie hadn’t seen such an expression on Becky’s face for a long time. The last time she showed such an expression, her enemy had a hard time.

Jessie shared the excitement. “I’ll just sit here and watch the fun, I guess.”

Becky grinned and said something in Jessie’s ear.

Upon hearing that, Jessie almost laughed out loud.

Becky really knew how to get back at her enemy.

Jessie couldn’t help being impressed.