Chapter 307 Olivia is Back
Aramore.
Abigail had just finished dinner with her partner and was about to leave when she ran into an unexpected person.
"Abigail, long time no see." Olivia crossed her arms and looked at Abigail with a mocking gaze. "It seems like you've been doing quite well while I was away."
Abigail raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. "Olivia? Weren't you sent back to the countryside?"
At the mention of this, Olivia's face instantly darkened. "If it weren't for you, how could I have been sent to the countryside?"
Thinking about the poor days she had spent in the countryside, Olivia wished she could tear Abigail to pieces!
Most importantly, the Peregrine family all despised her for not working and called her lazy.
In Aramore, she was treated as an heir and pampered, never having done farm work.
In such a short time, her hands had become rough!
If it weren't for Elaine finding a way to bring her back from the countryside, she didn't know how much longer she would have had to stay in that place!
It made her furious!
Hearing Olivia's description, Abigail couldn't help but laugh out loud.
So Olivia had such a miserable time in the countryside?
But what did that have to do with her?
The reason she was sent back to the countryside was because she was caught colluding with the judges of the design competition, which disqualified her and brought shame to the White family.
At most, it was just her own doing.
Seeing her gloating expression, Olivia took a deep breath and glared at Abigail with hatred. "You, a bastard who doesn't even know who her biological father is, what right do you have to flaunt in front of me?"
Abigail's face changed slightly, a cold glint flashing in her eyes. "What did you say?"
Olivia crossed her arms and repeated proudly, "I said you, Abigail, are just a bastard born from your mother's affair. What right do you have to be Gregory's wife and the head of the White family?"
Abigail took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and asked coldly, "Where did you hear these things?"
Olivia, thinking she had hit Abigail's sore spot, felt even more pleased and spoke even more recklessly. "Who else? Of course, Aunt Elaine told me. Aunt Elaine would never lie to me. She also said your mother was a promiscuous woman, a slut...!"
Before she could finish, a slap landed hard on her face.
Olivia's head was turned to the side, her eyes wide with disbelief. "How dare you hit me?"
"So what if I hit you?" Abigail shook her hand, which was stinging from the impact, her gaze indifferent.
Olivia was furious, stomping her foot and screaming, "Abigail, I will never forgive you!"
Abigail looked at her mockingly and asked with a smile, "Olivia, is that all you can say? I'm getting tired of hearing it. Don't you have any new tricks?"
This sentence was full of provocation.
Since Olivia knew how tough life in the countryside was, she should cherish her return instead of looking for trouble.
She was not Elaine and would not indulge Olivia.
"Abigail, just you wait. Soon, I'll make you taste the bitterness of failure!" Olivia glared at Abigail with hatred, angrily stomping away in her high heels.
The onlookers also dispersed.
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