The Good Girl's Revenge

The banquet was held in a private resort. This resort was the personal property of the mayor. From this, it could be seen that the mayor was also supported by his family.

Luxury cars came slowly from several intersections of the villa and stopped on the field outside the villa. Someone in one of the low-key luxury black cars opened the door slowly.

Derek was the first to come out. A high-fashion suit wrapped around his slender, upright figure. He slowly walked around the car and opened the door on the other side with his own hands. The corners of his mouth curled up in a charming curve and he extended his slender hand.

A pretty woman with an elegant and noble temperament took his hand and slowly got out of the car.

A simple and generous lavender waist-length dress outlined her tall and beautiful figure. The side waist was beautifully knotted by a ribbon and her long, slightly curly hair was draped over her shoulders

It looked casual, but every strand of hair looked as if it had been carefully groomed. She only had a diamond hair clip in her ear.

The delicate and beautiful features were lightly made up, and there was not the slightest flaw to be found. Around her neck was an inky black and bright gemstone necklace, which shone brightly in the night.

Although Sheldon was good to her, he had never taken her to a party, let alone a banquet. For Nora, who had only five years of memory in her mind, it was impossible not to be nervous.

Derek immediately noticed the thin sweat on her palms. He quietly wrapped his arms around her waist and gently held her hand, "Don't worry. I'm here.”

"Don’t worry. I'm here.”

Miraculously, such four words slowly relieved the anxiety in Nora's heart, as well as the timidity brought about by the various looks and gazes around her.

Derek keenly noticed that. Then the smile on his lips deepened as he held her hand and walked inside.

The soft and soothing music and the faint laughter of conversation came from not far ahead. At the banquet, the guests in full dress chatted with each other.

The Xaviers was one of the most powerful in D City. This was only J City and of all the guests, no one was of a higher status than him.

As soon as he showed up, the bosses at the banquet came forward to compliment him, looking as if they were afraid of being a step behind.

Derek did not talk to them too much. He gave a faint signal and prepared to take Nora to the table. But then, his phone rang. Derek looked at the caller ID and hung up, but the next second it rang again. His brows furrowed.

"Deal with it in advance." Nora let go of his arm and said softly.

"No, it's not important. I'll take you in."

Derek hung up again and led her on, but the phone continued to ring, and Derek looked sullen. Nora stopped and said, "I can do it by myself. There are so many people at the party. I'll just find a place to rest and wait for you later. You can be with me when you're done.”

Derek thought that no one at the party would dare to bully the woman he brought. So he nodded and said, "I'll be back soon. Contact me if you need anything.”

Just like that, the two of them separated before they could sit down.

Nora naturally did not want him to leave. After all, it would be much easier for her to have someone with her, but if Derek had something to deal with, she would not be able to force him to stay.

She looked at the scene in front of her that was completely unfamiliar to her, took a deep breath, and walked in calmly.

The banqueting venue was large, divided into a food area, a drinks area, a flower platform built with a master musician, a dancing area below and rows of open-air lounging areas at the back.

Nora randomly took a glass of red wine, found an empty seat in the lounge, and sat down with a few magazines on the table.

It was not until the moment she sat down that her slightly stiff body slowly relaxed.

Although Derek was not around, everyone saw the scene of the two of them coming with each other. Many eyes fell on her with mixed feelings, which really made her feel uncomfortable.

She had expected all this, and even if she was mentally prepared, she was still very stressful. She regretted having agreed to come to the party.

Nora intended to sit here and wait for Derek, not going anywhere. Thinking of this, she felt a little relieved.

But the next second, a strong fragrance came, accompanied by the sound of chaotic footsteps. Soon, in front of her, stopped five or six sexy women of different styles.

These women sat opposite and on both sides of her, almost surrounding her, each with an cordial smile on their faces, and greeted her.

Nora didn't react instantly.

"Well, who are you?"

The leading woman in the red dress giggled, "We came to the party with the boss. Of course, we can't compare with you."

Nora couldn't help but frown. The red-dressed woman's words didn't sound offensive, but they left her with an uncomfortable feeling.

"Well. Mr. Xavier is a big shot. He is out of our league. At this point, we admire Miss Gray very much.” A woman in a black dress said.

Nora remained silent, and she didn't know what to say. Not only that, she didn't understand what these people were talking about, so she just kept silent.

Seeing this, a few women gave each other a faint look and the red dress woman smiled.

"Miss Gray, please don't mind. The party is just for dinner and talk. So, are we disturbing you?" Nora smiled politely and shook her head, "No, do as you please.”

Soon, another woman in a white dress couldn't wait to say, "Miss Gray, it's our fate to meet each other. How did you hook up with Mr. Xavier? How about sharing with us?"

What?

Nora looked at her in a daze, a little displeased with her words "hook up with.” What were these women trying to do?

The lounge areas were arranged in four rooms with sofas and a crystal table in the middle, in irregular shapes, with more than 20 or 30 groups.

Before Nora could figure it out, a very unpleasant and even shrill voice suddenly came from the table next to her, "Hmph, it's true that things come in groups. It looks like this bunch of shameless vixens are hugging the nest.”

Nora looked over and saw seven or eight women in their 40s and 50s sitting at the two tables next to her, dressed as ladies. This sentence came from one of the rich ladies.

She couldn't help but frown. If she felt right, the unfriendly tone of the other party was referring to her table. But she didn't know these people, so it wasn't her, was it?

Nora thought and couldn't help but look at the women who suddenly appeared in front of her.