The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory-Chapter 697 - 716 Young Master Ward Gets Angry (7)

Brows furrowed, carrying a trace of gloom, looking not very happy.

Aurora was a bit worried but didn’t want to ask in front of outsiders. She smiled, "Bob and Margot are over there, let me take you to them."

"Okay." Mia nodded.

Aurora turned her head towards the other ladies, "Excuse me."

"Go ahead, you’re busy."

"Yes, go on."

The two ladies next to her smiled as they spoke, and Aurora took Mia away. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Watching the backs of the two talking, someone sighed, "They seem to get along quite well."

"Chairman Cooper handles things well," someone responded with a smile.

Lydia’s smile stiffened, not wanting to talk, she held her wine glass and went to the lawn to find Zane.

She hadn’t walked far when suddenly a little figure accidentally bumped into her bosom.

A sharp pain shot up the inner thigh.

She looked down to see a cream cake smashed entirely onto her dress in a rather awkward spot, leaving her dumbfounded.

Maeve bit her lip, her big eyes staring at her.

She came with Caiden, but of course, in such a place, Caiden was naturally busy, always tied up chatting with people.

Feeling bored, she ran off to steal cake.

Who would’ve thought, taking the cake and running back, she’d suddenly bump into someone’s arms.

And of someone who looked like a pretty fierce bad woman.

Simple-minded Maeve wanted to apologize after slapping the cake, but Lydia’s face was downright unpleasant, glaring sharply at her, making her utterly detestable; naturally, Maeve forgot about apologizing.

She turned and ran.

Lydia directly reached out and grabbed her collar.

"Let go of me!" Maeve struggled, her neck constricted uncomfortably.

"Ill-mannered brat." Lydia cursed under her breath, kicked again, full of rage.

She used to frequently cross paths with Ivy, always at odds.

Simply put, she didn’t think much of the Myres.

But wasn’t bold enough to offend Ivy.

A woman’s confidence outside relies largely on her standing at home.

Whatever Ivy stirred up, Cesar Myres always covered for her. If Lydia caused trouble, she couldn’t avoid a scolding at home.

Zane’s temper at home wasn’t great; and Old Master Jackson, despite not being fond of the Myres, always remained impartial in matters.

Because of this, she’d suffered a lot.

Now with Ivy and Cesar both dead, and the Myres a chaotic mess stirred by Louis,

Louis was quite young, even with many loyal subordinates of Cesar in support, he didn’t measure up in her eyes.

Now encountering such a little girl, naturally she showed no mercy.

The earlier irritation from Mia also surged up.

Maeve was over six, though different from typical kids due to her hyperactivity disorder, she was adept at gauging expressions.

Clearly aware the woman before her disliked her.

Struggling, she began slapping her hand on Lydia’s clothes.

Lydia wearing a dress, with each slap covered in cake, was maddening; she grabbed Maeve’s collar with one hand and went to pinch the back of her neck, sharp nails directly digging in.

Maeve screamed "Ah" and burst into loud cries.

The scene had already drawn others’ attention, but now her crying naturally attracted even more eyes.

Lydia didn’t take Louis seriously and felt justified in disciplining a naughty child without fault. Holding Maeve tightly, she exerted even more force, indignantly saying, "You’re really being unruly, just look at what you’ve done to my dress."