Xaviera Evans slightly lifted her eyes, her stunning face veiled in shadow. She took a sip of fruit wine, her lips glossed with the sparkling liquid, adding an extra allure to her charism.
Yet Nidya Hughes didn't find Xaviera stunning at all. Instead, she spoke grimly, "Still as impolite as ever. You don't even know how to greet when you see me."
Xaviera leaned leisurely on the couch, her tone indifferent, "I'm contemplating whether to address you as Mrs. Campbell or Mrs. Hughes?"
Her words felt like a heavy punch to Nidya's heart. She was once the splendid Mrs. Campbell, but now Jeremy Campbell wanted a divorce from her. Although they hadn't officially done the paperwork, their marriage was merely in name now. The title of Mrs. Campbell was blatant mockery to her.
"Xaviera! Is that how you talk to your mother? I despise your arrogant attitude. I would rather cherish and nurture my adopted daughter and niece, than waste a second on you!"
