Early the next morning, Lorraine Hughes had just stepped into the Hughes family villa when she heard the sound of cheerful conversation.
"Eat more, you look so thin."
"Mom, you don't understand, this is called being slim."
"Grace Ann has always been a lucky charm since she was a child. A few days ago, she went with me to meet Mr. Hanks and the deal was closed. How is my daughter so outstanding!"
Lorraine Hughes walked straight through the door without a glance. This family never considered her one of their own. In her past life, she was really blinded to have treated them as the most trustworthy family.
Annabelle Hughes looked over upon hearing the sound, her face filled with astonishment. Lorraine Hughes had actually come back?
What happened! Did yesterday's plan fail?
And the way she's dressed now… clearly an ill-fitting men's suit, what on earth happened?
"Sister?" Annabelle Hughes suppressed the surprise in her eyes, stood up with a worried look on her face, "Why didn't you come home last night? And this outfit is…"
Mr. Hughes also looked over, his brows furrowed, and he slammed his chopsticks down with a snap, "Look at yourself, the dignified eldest daughter of the Hughes family going out gallivanting and staying out all night. Can't you cut off those inappropriate men outside! Learn from your sister how to be a lady! Looking like that, no wonder Haley Summers prefers your sister."
Lorraine Hughes's gaze was cold. In her past life, Mr. Hughes would "educate" her at the drop of a hat, while her stepmother and her good sister pretended to speak on her behalf but secretly brainwashed her every few days, encouraging her to act willfully and boldly defy Mr. Hughes, leaving the father-daughter relationship on thin ice.
She was so preoccupied with fighting Mr. Hughes that she didn't even notice Grace Ann had long climbed into Haley Summers's bed!
"Haley Summers?" Lorraine Hughes, although no longer interested in him, didn't forget to remind everyone, "Wasn't he my fiancé?"
"But on the Summers family's side…" Mrs. Hughes stopped halfway, hinting.
Given that Lorraine Hughes was rumored to have a messy private life and a ruined reputation, Mr. Hughes was troubled, but luckily Grace Ann was making a name for herself.
"The Summers family has already indicated their dissatisfaction with you! They're willing to change the marriage candidate to your sister. As the elder sister, you should consider the Hughes family, consider your sister. As long as you agree to give Haley Summers to your sister, Dad here has two thousand for you as spending money."
"No need." Lorraine Hughes raised an eyebrow, "Just return the company shares my mother left behind according to her will."
"Nonsense?" Mr. Hughes had a look of disapproval, his eyes stern, "Aren't you squandering enough usually? At such a young age, already eyeing the parents' joint estate!"
Mr. Hughes said this without the slightest feeling of guilt, even though he signed a prenuptial agreement back then.
It's all that woman's fault for being too scheming, giving him a sum of money as compensation, and him being too young to understand that a company was worth more than cash.
As for now, that woman has long since passed, and with the daughter still a minor, the company dividends naturally are his.
"Fine," Lorraine Hughes nodded, her lips curling coldly, "Then I'll wait to become the young mistress of the Summers family; that worth is no less than my mother's inheritance, oh~"
After saying that, she went straight upstairs, not bothered to regard the varied expressions on the faces behind her.
Returning to the bedroom, Lorraine Hughes changed into her clothes, when a ring suddenly fell from the men's pants she had taken.
She picked it up and looked at it carefully, a top-quality emerald, invaluable indeed.
Seems like she saw it at some high-end auction in her past life?
She glanced over at the shirt she had thrown on the floor, couldn't see the brand, but it seemed to be handcrafted haute couture…
Lorraine Hughes, with a calm face, put away the ring, then turned and tossed the clothes into the trash can,
Did she… offend some big shot?