Comeback Of The Adored Heiress

Chapter 1219:

A playful smile danced across Lilian’s crimson lips.

“You lot are something else, trying to get me tipsy right from the start.”

“Well then, are you drinking or not?” The group called over a server, who promptly placed a crystal glass before Lilian.

Her cat-like eyes, narrow and upturned, assessed the wine before her. In one fluid motion, she lifted the glass and emptied it with graceful finality.

“Good!”

The crowd erupted in appreciative applause at her display, their enthusiasm transforming the already lavish atmosphere into something even more electric and grandiose.

At a calculated distance, a young man in an impeccably tailored khaki plaid suit observed Lilian’s entourage with barely concealed contempt. His features, handsome as they were, twisted into a disapproving frown that spoke volumes.

“My goodness, Mr. Welch, why such a thunderous expression? While everyone’s spirits soar, you alone seem to carry storm clouds above your head! Come now, share your thoughts—perhaps your gloom might entertain us all!” Lilian, in the midst of her revelry, caught Healy Welch’s bitter gaze. With a deliberately provocative arch of her eyebrow, she steered her group purposefully in his direction.

The onlookers held their breath, anticipating the impending drama with barely concealed excitement.

The animosity between the Perkins and Welch families ran deep, like an old wound. Before the Perkins family swept into Estresa, the Welch family’s influence had cast long shadows across the region. Yet when the Perkins family arrived, their ruthless tactics swiftly crushed the Welch family’s carefully built empire.

The Welch lineage, proud of their scholarly heritage, carried themselves with old-world dignity even as they ventured into business. This fundamental difference in values made them despise the Perkins family with burning intensity. To Healy, Lilian was less than dirt beneath his shoes—even a passing glance felt like a stain on his conscience!

But today, Lilian had set her sights on provoking him deliberately.

With casual insolence, Lilian slipped her hands into her pockets and sat in a chair, her predatory gaze sizing up Healy.

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“What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?”

You come here knowing full well I’d be present? Did you show up just to dampen the mood with that funeral face of yours—looking like you’ve just buried your mother?”

“Lilian, how dare you!” Healy bolted upright, rage contorting his features. The wound of his mother’s recent passing was still raw, and Lilian was deliberately pressing her fingers into that open gash!

Lilian let out a contemptuous laugh.

“Too much for you to handle? Oh, I’ve got plenty more where that came from. Want a taste?” She was cut off as Healy’s fist sliced through the air toward her face. She twisted away, barely avoiding the impact.

But Lilian wasn’t one to back down from a fight. In one fluid motion, she snatched a decorative piece and launched it straight at Healy with brutal force.noveldrama

“What’s wrong with me saying that to you? Tell me, did I speak any lies?! Healy, why don’t you take a good hard look at yourself? What exactly do you do better than me? What gives you the audacity to raise your fist against me?! Oh, now I see clearly. You couldn’t surpass me in the NCI, and that’s eating away at you, isn’t it? Face reality, Healy—you’ll forever remain nothing but a footnote in my story!”

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