The Divorcee Who Shines

Chapter 180 Stirring Up Trouble

Paityn wore a malicious smile on her face. She was very active on social media and never feared being watched. She continued speaking, undeterred by the attention she was attracting, “Ah, it was mainly because I was impressed by that dress. I immediately remembered you, Miss Bowman."

Her tone carried a hint of contempt, as if to say that if it weren't for Ranita imitating Shannon by wearing a similar dress, she wouldn't even spare a glance at Ranita!

Ranita maintained a composed expression and replied calmly, “Thank you for your kind words, Ms. Sutton.”

Ranita remained unmoved.

"Heh... Miss Bowman, you're quite interesting!" Paityn felt disgusted. She wasn't sure if Ranita genuinely couldn't understand her sarcasm or if she was pretending not to. Initially, she had intended to mock Ranita, but now she felt frustrated instead.

“Thank you for your praise!" Ranita responded lightly.

Paityn was further infuriated.

"Ms. Sutton, why don't you take a seat? You're blocking the people behind you!" Brendon couldn't bear it any longer and reminded Paityn. Brendon sat next to Ranita while Paityn sat across from them separated by an aisle seat.

Ranita ignored Paityn's occasional hostile glances and asked the flight attendant for a blanket before drifting off to sleep. She was exhausted. The plane ride was smooth, and Ranita slept soundly until Brendon woke her up with a shout, "Have some food!" He handed her a cup of coffee.

"Thanks," she said, taking the cup but not drinking it. After breakfast, she asked the flight attendant to replace it with warm water so she could continue sleeping.

Paityn tried several times to pick fights with Ranita but failed each time. The plane landed, and Ranita went to the restroom. As soon as she entered, Paityn laughed behind her back, "Young people these days have such thick skin.”

Ranita didn't respond; instead, she focused on doing her own thing. She decided not to engage with Paityn. After all, what could Paityn do to her? They didn't have any personal grudges, and it wouldn't be appropriate to resort to physical violence.

As for the verbal attacks, in this day and age, everyone encountered people who didn't like them. It was best to brush it off and not let it bother her. Calling them names would be stooping to their level.

"Miss Bowman!" Unexpectedly, Paityn stopped her in the hallway. "What is it?" Ranita looked at Paityn coldly yet elegantly like an aristocratic lady from a wealthy family.

“It's nothing," said Paityn spitefully. “I just can't stand people who have such thick skin."

"After what happened last time," continued Paityn maliciously while referring to Shannon and Brendon's relationship that everyone knew about in their social circle. "I thought you wouldn't dare show your face around Mr. Stuart again! But here you are sticking closer than ever!" "It's just work," replied Ranita coolly before walking past Paityn out of the restroom without another word spoken between them.

Brendon always prioritized his work over everything else; after getting off the plane, he went straight to Qaesburg's branch office for meetings while Ranita headed directly towards Allen's hospital room.

The Stuart family treated Ranita poorly or even badly at times because of their prejudice against outsiders marrying into their family circle. However, Allen was different - he had always been kind-hearted towards his cousin's wife calling her "sister-in-law" affectionately. "Sister-in-law! Is that really you? Why are you here?" Allen lay on his bed smiling brightly despite having one arm cast and bruises all over his face.

In the Stuart family, Brendon was considered good-looking, and the others also had attractive appearances. Even Holly, who can be quite explosive at times, had a decent face.

Allen had gotten a bit tanned, but he appeared to be in good spirits.

"I came with Brendon," Allen said.

"What? My cousin is here? Wasn't he supposed to come tomorrow? Why did he come now? Ahhh!" Allen grabbed his hair in frustration, his face drooping.