My Revenge Life,Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 762

And the actresses who accompanied the game frowned.

The visitor was Zoe.

She was alone, wearing a long light blue chiffon dress with a white jumper over it, a silver bag in her hand and white flat shoes under her feet.

Her face is painted with light make-up, tied in a sharp high ponytail, and looks as gentle as her name at a glance.

Her face that struck everyone as unfamiliar.

That ordinary outfit also struck everyone as unfamiliar.

The rich youngsters who are used to wearing big international brands, as well as celebrities are well aware of how average this girl.

This is an outfit that does not belong to any of the major international brands.

So, they subconsciously felt that the girl who should be some rich youngster had brought along an escort.

And it's the kind of escort, just starting out, with little money.

In their circles, they all use the way people dress to position a person.

Anyone dressed like this and still able to get in here can't be some rich youngster.

Definitely an escort brought by a rich young man.

Seeing her dressed so plainly, many people, naturally, look down on her.

"Who brought her?" The actress who had become popular because of the drama, asked as she gave Zoe a contemptuous look.

The rich youngsters in the audience shook their heads.

The look on their faces made Zoe feel embarrassed.

Her feet, which were originally, ready to walk next to Paige, were fixed in place.

"It's me." Paige said with a disgruntled frown, rising and looking at Zoe.

"Is she the artist your company is ready to promote?" That actress asked once again.

She then proceeded to once again, contemptuously, survey Zoe from head to toe.

Her attitude instantly irritated Paige.

Paige was immediately ready to diss her.

But that actress, before Paige open her mouth, spoke again, "She is pretty, but, next time before coming here, it is better to dress well. "

"Do you know that it's a very rude behavior to judge a person's dress?" Paige said, "And I don't think, there is anything wrong with this dressing."

"Outside, it's fine, but here, don't you think it's a bit of a problem? What's a fancy place like this. I'm just being nice and reminding you." That actress said again.

Zoe frowned.

The outfit, which she had bought earlier on her own while shopping at the mall, was from a niche brand shop.

It's no match for the big names.

She chose this outfit because she really liked it.

And it's for that reason that she wore it out today.

But she didn't expect to be despised.

She really felt uncomfortable.

In the values of Zoe, she never liked to position a person by the way he or she was dressed.

In their opinion, Abel and Paige had no need, for the sake of an insignificant woman, offend the same top rich generation.

Many people, too, have begun to speculate about the origin of Zoe.

Could it be that she was just dressed in general, but was actually quite powerful?

And just at this time, Robert pushed the door in.

Robert was in a particularly good mood tonight, humming a song as he walked.

"Mr. Moore, you're finally here, hurry up and persuade Mr. Mccall, he wants to cut me off." the rich second generation beside that actress stood up and looked at Robert to beg for help.

Although his position was just bit lower than Abel's, he did not want to offend him at all.

After all, he and Abel had a lot to work with.

He is still counting on Abel to take him to make more money.

"What's going on?" Robert walked straight up to Zoe and looked at Zoe and Paige and then at the rich young man.

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that this woman kindly reminded Zoe a few words, and then, Mr. Mccall got angry." that rich young man said then lifted his chin towards Zoe’s position.

"Something to do with you?" Robert asked as he looked at Zoe, with probing eyes.

Zoe nodded.

Immediately afterwards, the rich young man then walked over to Robert and began to nervously, describe everything that had just happened.

And when Robert heard the end, his face turned sullen.

And the rich youngster, still oblivious, kept looking at Robert and talking, "Really, it's not much, is it?"