Thirty Four.

"I said who are you?" Isabella asked again. This time, her voice was no longer gentle like the first time she asked the same question.

The blonde woman ignored her completely like she didn't exist and turned to Seth instead.

"This is it? The rat you chose to hang out with after we broke up?" She gestured at Isabella with a slight nod of her head in her direction.

"What are you talking about?" Isabella questioned again. Her patience was already running thin but she didn't want to appear rude to any of the Allen's family guests.

"You know what, sweetheart? Why don't you shut up like the slut that you are while I talk some sense into the man who asked you out?" The strange woman waved a hand at Isabella to dismiss her from her sight again.

Isabella couldn't keep quite with what the woman said about her. How could she even think that she was a whore? Did she look all that cheap despite all the expensive things she was dressed in?

To make sure that she truly didn't look cheap, she checked