All Chapters of Once An Overlooked Housewife, Now A Queen Of Fortune: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The other customers in the restaurant now fully watched them, because it wasn’t an easy scene to ignore.Simone, feeling cornered, despite being the first to cause trouble, turned around and glared at the waiter who was still hanging nearby.“I said to get me your manager?!”Said manager, a balding man, was standing at the top of the stairs, although hiding because he knew this was trouble. The three women were well-known visitors to the place. Grace was a popular supermodel and Wren Austin was the VP of Ellington enterprises, one bad word about the restaurant from any of them and the business would take a hit. Then there was Simone Morrell who was a rich brat with nothing but tantrums; she wasn’t a small fish either. But how dare she be demanding that he throw Wren out?Grace said, “Stop screaming at the poor guy, will you? Everyone is not here to do your bidding, it’s not your family house,” then she looked at Simone’s neck. “Besides that necklace looks so fake you shouldn’t be bold

As words were flying from one mouth to another, Grace was standing there feeling like she was going to go crazy from it. She had had enough. She slammed her palm against the roof of the car.“Can you two just fucking stop?!” Grace exploded, coming in between the two of them and forcing Felix back a step. She especially faced Wren.“Wren, don’t you get it? Bantering with this man is a waste of time. It’s the same thing as screaming into water. Useless. Let’s get out of here now.”The command from Grace snapped Wren out of her furious standoff. And she suddenly felt drained, even in her bones. She turned stiffly without another glance at Felix. Grace yanked the driver’s door open wider, herding Wren inside. As soon as Wren got into the car, Grace shut the door and faced Felix.Her expression wasn’t just angry; it was glacial, carrying contempt.“Listen up, Morell,” she hissed, “The only reason I didn’t shove your teeth down your throat while you continued talking garbage is because Wren

It was extremely soothing; the feeling Wren felt in her scalp as her mom dragged a comb gently through her hair, talking to her. They were both seated in front of the vanity, her mom on a higher stool and Wren on a lower one.Wren was around ten years old, squirming slightly where she sat.“Mom.”“Mhm?”“How did you and dad meet?”While her mother laughed her warm-honey-sounding giggle, she gathered a section of Wren’s dark hair.“Well, mon chou, it was this very blissful day years ago when your aunt Ann forced me to go with her to a party. I hated parties, goodness. But this one, fate made sure I was there.”Wren smiled eagerly at her mom in the mirror, showing she was eager to hear more.“I went with Ann, and I remember feeling so awkward there. Ann was going to make me talk to some guys when I tried to rush to the bathroom….and that was when I backed right into this tall handsome man holding two glasses of champagne.”Wren’s grin had gone wonder by this time and she drummed her han

“Who the fuck is tailing me?” Wren asked immediately William picked up her call.“This stalker. Who are they? Why?”“Dad didn’t give me the details but he’s looking into it. But as for who, it’s obvious it’s someone who will benefit from keeping an eye on you. Anyone come to mind?”“But….” Wren tried to say, with pulses of fear rushing under her skin, but she rethought the question William asked again.Who would benefit from keeping an eye on her? She would have said her dad, but he didn’t need to watch her anymore. She’s doing what he wants now.It had to be her stepmother, Anthonia. That woman. She was the first person who hated the idea of Jonathan making Wren VP. Anthonia was equally responsible for the smear nepo baby rumours and the sabotage attempts in the board reports. She didn’t see Wren as an heir, but as an obstacle blocking her own daughter’s path.Wren didn’t tell William what she was thinking, because at the end of the day, she couldn’t say her suspicions without eviden

The elevator doors sliding shut sealed Wren in a capsule of chrome and fury. Kael stood beside her as she leaned back, feeling the coldness of the wall through her blazer.How convenient that one short clip that could defame her name would set the internet on flames so fast.Nobody even cared to know about context, or about the asshole who grabbed Grace and harassed them first. The public was always so eager to tear anyone down.Wren answered her phone as soon as Grace called, her voice immediately spilling through with outrage.“Wren have you seen the news? Some bastard made edits of us at the bar yesterday to make you look like a villain. As if everyone at that bar didn’t see how that creep tried to rearrange my face or how he tried to hit you!”Wren closed her eyes, the sound of Grace’s fury a grim comfort. “When people want to push an agenda, Grace, they twist reality. It doesn’t matter what eye witnesses saw.” She opened her eyes, meeting Kael’s impassive gaze in the reflective w