The Dead Fiancé's Return: Too Late, She's His Uncle's Wife Now novel Chapter 73

Chapter 73

“Anya?”

Linda was briefly stunned, thinking that her eyes were playing tricks on her.

She had never seen Anya looking so beautiful

The present Anya not only changed her appearance but also her temperament.

She used to have a timid demeanor, but now her eyes sparkled with confidence and determination. The contrast between her family’s wealth and her lack of vitality made her seem like a ghost haunting their luxurious home. The radiance of her beauty was only matched by her natural charm, which shone through with every expression,

Her face was like a smooth, white canvas, with a tenderness that belied her years. A radiant glow seemed to emanate from her. Her beauty was so captivating that even among a group of stunning individuals, she would still catch your eye.

While Linda was observing Anya, both Anya and Fredrica noticed her. Fredrica knew she was Calix’s capable assistant and also a close friend of Cathy, so she didn’t have a good impression of her. Although she didn’t speak, her cold expression was obvious when she glanced at Linda. Inside and out, she clearly showed her disdain.

Linda didn’t care about Fredrica’s expression and focused on Anya, speaking with arrogance and questioning, “What are you doing here?”

“Who are you? Why should we report to you?” Fredrica retorted with a lack of patience. She was currently upset with Calix and had no intention of being polite to anyone related to him.

Linda had been with Calix for a long time, and her ego had grown accustomed to being stroked by others, which made her naturally arrogant. Her expression flickered momentarily upon hearing Fredrica’s retort, but she quickly regained her composure.

Instead, she raised her lips with a mocking smile, “Anya, you and President Quine already divorced. Could you put an end to your revolting behavior? He never gave you a second look in the four years at the Quinn family. What result do you expect from following him now?”

“Following him?” Anya looked at Linda, her lips curling slightly upward, repeating her words. Her meaning was, has Calix also come?

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Linda never had a good impression of Anya, and now she no longer had any reservations. “If I were you, after a divorce, I would find a good school to improve my temperament and skills. External appearance is just the key to attract men; the charm that keeps a man’s heart forever is inner charisma. No matter how much you imitate, if you don’t improve your inner qualities, you’ll always

be a wreck!”

As she spoke, she glanced up and down at Anya’s attire, each word accusing Anya of vainly trying to

win back Calix with her beauty, even imitating Cathy.

Anya heard these words, but she didn’t feel angry, just amused. She was a well–known internet celebrity with millions of fans. In her livestreams, she not only sang and danced but also taught some dressing skills.

Cathy’s fashion sense and persona have greatly influenced her current dressing style and image. She decided not to point it out, knowing it would be wasted on someone like Linda who was prone to

pettiness.

However, Fredrica was different. Anya could ignore Linda’s provocations because she looked down on her, but she couldn’t let others bully her friends.

Linda was so straightforward and rude in her speech; how could Fredrica let it go? She continued, “Since you are so good with words, why don’t you use this theory to educate yourself? Someone like you, who can’t tell the difference between real gold and fake, needs to study hard. No, studying is useless for you; you need to start from scratch!”

Linda was taken aback. Did Fredrica just humiliate her in front of her best friend? But then, the next words made her change her expression quickly.

“You!” Linda had been flattered by many people when she went out because of her relationship with Calix, but she had never been insulted like this.

Her face turned purple with anger.

Fredrica’s mouth was venomous and merciless on normal occasions, and now she wasn’t going to give Linda any chances, continuing with her harsh words, “You are just a dog to Calix, acting like a king all the time. Do you think others are blind and can’t smell the stench of the dog shit spewing from your filthy mouth?”

“Shut up!” Linda roared in anger, and her lips trembled.

Fredrica was like an opened floodgate and couldn’t be stopped. She continued with even harsher words, “If you want to kiss Calix’s ass, it’s your business. Don’t involve Anya. Someone like you isn’t

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even worthy of belag a shoe for Anye!”

seyy mind whether Anys knew Calix was here or not. Even if she did, this is a public place. Who said Cadix could come here, but we couldn’t? Oh, right, you were trailing behind

the just wow. It seems like you and Calix were following us, right?”

Linde couldn’t get a word out due to her anger, and her words were incoherent.

Fredrica disdainfully sneered at her. “If Anya is still with Calix even after divorcing him, then it’s her

But what about you, Calix’s little assistant? You think you’re a king and act all high migley. Do you think others are blind and can’t smell the stench of the dog shit in your mouth?”

“That’s enough.” Anya walked over and pulled Fredrica. “A dog biting someone is just a dog’s nature. If a person bites a dog, it lowers their status.”

When Anya intervened to stop Fredrica, Linda initially thought Anya was afraid of Calix and herself and didn’t want trouble. But she never expected that Anya would also belittle her!

Anya’s disparaging words were not even half as sharp as Fredrica’s, but to Linda’s ears, they were even more piercing!

You see, apart from that one time Anya confronted her during the divorce, she had always been submissive.

Every time Linda went to the Quinn residence, Anya would meekly obey her commands and accept various criticisms and assignments without daring to argue.

Linda was Calix’s assistant and considered herself superior to everyone else, even the Quinn family members treated her with respect. She already regarded herself as a highly esteemed figure, while in her eyes, Anya was nothing more than a semi–slave.

Now, she, who was so high and mighty, was suppressed by someone like a slave? How could this be? It was like a resounding slap on her face, even louder and more painful than Fredrica’s slap.

“Anya, you…”

“Let’s go.”