Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James) novel Chapter 854

"But..." The maid tried to stop her, but Bea was already on her feet, heading for the door.

Back in Devonport, she was accustomed to carrying herself with an air of authority. The high society ladies and debutantes there treated her with great respect. Bea believed Sandy becoming Caelum's most cherished daughter was largely due to her influence, so she felt even more justified in her actions.

As Bea reached the bottom of the stairs, she saw Sandy standing in the center of the hall.

The butler stepped up, "Miss, she's really not here. You should go back to Mr. Odie's house. If Mr. Caelum finds out you're causing a scene, he'll be displeased."

"Pfft! The whole world knows Daddy’s throwing the welcome party today for that old hag. Why keep it a secret from me? Who does she think she is? She's past her prime and still flaunting herself, coming here to seduce my Daddy!"

Clearly, Sandy was fuming over the rumors she'd heard.

To avoid being noticed by the troublesome heiress, Sophie stood in a less conspicuous corner. She'd rather watch the drama unfold than become a target.

Sure enough, when Bea came down from the second floor, she heard Sandy's disrespectful words. Bea always valued her reputation, and immediately darkened in expression.

Soon, Sandy noticed Bea and gave her a once-over, scoffing, "I thought you were some aging beauty. Turns out you're not just past your prime. You're practically one foot in the grave."

Faced with Sandy's rudeness, Bea was nearly driven to rage by the brash young girl.

Still not satisfied, Sandy walked over to one of the banquet tables and yanked off the tablecloth, sending the champagne tower crashing to the floor, filling the hall with the sharp sound of breaking glass.

"What kind of welcome party is this? This is the Pollard estate! Since when did we start hosting parties for outsiders?"

Sandy's aggressive demeanor made everyone around her keep their distance.

After being repeatedly humiliated by Sandy, even someone as composed as Bea couldn't help but angrily retort, "Sandy, you are your father's daughter, so I won't argue with you! But if you keep being so rude, I’m not gonna be polite!"