Chapter 112
Chapter 112:
Wagging her finger in front of him, Janice chided, “How could you not greet me? You may be an illegitimate son, but the Green family blood still runs through your veins. I am your sister-in-law, after all.”
The truth dawned on Bart now—Janice was only there to mess with him. Her words not only highlighted his status as an illegitimate child but also forced him to acknowledge her familial tie, a deliberate move to embarrass him.
Such insinuations were sure to damage his reputation in front of any onlooker, particularly any potential romantic interests.
“Bart, who is this?” The woman’s gaze suddenly brightened upon noticing Janice. There was something unmistakably captivating about Janice. She radiated an elegant charm. Though she prided herself on her looks, the woman couldn’t help but feel overshadowed when standing next to Janice.
Janice’s presence was distinguished not just by her beauty but also by a bold, indomitable spirit that resonated deeply with the woman.
Bart had to reply, “She’s my sister-in-law, Janice.”
“Oh, so you’re Janice!” the woman exclaimed, her hand flying to cover her mouth as if she had encountered a celebrity. “I just overheard someone mention that a remarkable woman not only verified her Blue Heart as authentic but also compelled her detractor to kneel and sing. So it was you.”
“Indeed, that was me,” Janice responded, her voice tinged with a playful confidence as she gently placed a hand on the woman’s shoulder.
The woman, visibly delighted and star-struck, watched in fascination as Janice leaned closer to whisper, “Miss, do you know the type of man you’ll find most often in this world?” Puzzled, the woman paused to think before shaking her head.
“The ones who live in a delusion, thinking they’re superior to everyone else,” Janice remarked, throwing a meaningful glance at Bart.
Bart’s grip on the champagne glass tightened as he fought the urge to silence Janice. He had been so close to earning the girl’s trust, but Janice had ruined it.
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Upon hearing what Janice said, the girl froze, a realization dawning on her. Her cheeks flushed, and she burst into laughter. “Janice, you’re so daring. No wonder you can make Delilah kneel.”
“Thank you,” Janice said with a soft chuckle. “What’s your name?”
“My name is Sierra Ramirez,” the girl replied.
“Sierra Ramirez?” Janice’s eyes narrowed slightly as she instantly grasped Bart’s strategy. He was working to win over the daughter of the Ramirez family to strengthen his own standing. If he secured Sierra’s loyalty, it would give him significant leverage in his rivalry with Aiden for control of the Green family. Unfortunately for him, Janice would not let him succeed.
“Ah, Sierra! My apologies for not recognizing you sooner,” Janice said warmly, clasping Sierra’s hands with genuine enthusiasm. “I’ve heard so much about you—refined, gracious, and incredibly beautiful. Now that I’ve met you, it’s clear your reputation is well-earned.”
Janice’s praise made Sierra blush even more, her natural shyness taking over. “Janice, you’re flattering me. Those are just rumors. I’m an ordinary person who happens to enjoy reading.”
“Ordinary? If Sierra is considered ‘common,’ then what word could possibly describe those less fortunate?” Janice continued, her praise unwavering. “In my eyes, you’re an angel.”
Sierra’s cheeks burned brighter. Janice was too skilled at flattery. How was she supposed to respond to this?
Bart’s face darkened as he felt a strong urge to silence Janice. “Bart, I’m so sorry! I admire Sierra so much that I couldn’t help but ramble. You don’t mind, do you?” Janice pretended to be surprised after intentionally overlooking Bart.
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