Revenge In Repose (Valerie and Aiden) novel Chapter 179

Aaron waved it off and added, “Never mind that. Hey, check this out…”

Throughout the journey, Aaron kept chatting away, sharing all his joy and excitement with Valerie.

This was Valerie’s first time on a plane, and everything seemed wondrously new to her. Noticing her fascination, Aaron started spinning wild tales, leaving her utterly mesmerized.

At first, Mandy was on guard. But as she got to know Aaron, she realized that Aaron’s constant bragging was the only annoying part about him. So she just kept to herself and stayed quiet.

When they arrived in Endver City, Valerie was bright–eyed with excitement. Aaron enthusiastically offered the show Valerie around the city. Considering how much she enjoys talking to Aaron, Valerie readily agreed.

Endver City was massive.

Valerie had always known how huge Endver City was, but actually exploring it still left her completely wiped out.

Completely exhausted, Aaron eventually led Valerie to a dessert shop.

The dessert shop was a trendy hotspot in the neighborhood, beautifully decorated and popular on social media. Aaron had told Valerie that lots of girls liked going there to get Instagram–worthy photos.

Valerie got herself a cake, and the explosion of flavors left her speechless at how delicious it was.

“Ahhh!” Suddenly, a piercing scream sounded from nearby.

Valerie jumped in surprise and turned to look in that direction.

Three people were involved in a conflict. A man and a glamorous woman sat facing each other, while another woman stood over them, her face contorted with rage as she glared at the man with a coffee cup gripped tightly in her hand.

The man was drenched in coffee, his hair dripping wet. The glamorous woman gasped, covering her mouth in shock. “Samantha, how could you!”

The woman, Samantha, flung her coffee straight at the glamorous woman, drenching her. The woman shrieked in shock, “Are you insane?”

Samantha sneered, yanked the engagement ring off her finger, and hurled it at the man’s head. “We’re through. The wedding’s off.”

With those words, she turned on her heel and walked away without a backward glance.

The man finally panicked. He shot to his feet and reached for her, stammering, “Samantha!”

“Get lost!” Samantha’s eyes flashed with disgust. “Don’t touch me. You make me sick!”

“Samantha, it’s not what you think…” the man pleaded/anxiously.

“If it’s not that, then what is it?” Samantha yanked open her bag, pulled out a stack of photos, and flung them at the man’s face. “Next time you want to make excuses, you’d better keep your whore on a tighter leash.”

That “whore” she was talking about was probably the other woman. Sure enough, the floor was littered with photos, all showing the man and his side piece together.

The man’s face paled in shock, unable to comprehend how those photos had surfaced.

The mistress screamed furiously, glaring at Samantha. “Samantha! Who the hell are you calling a whore?”

Samantha couldn’t care less. Without another word, she turned and walked away.

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Chapter 179

The man couldn’t bear to let her leave like this. He rushed after her, his voice trembling as he called out, “Samantha…”

Aaron grabbed the man’s arm with a mocking smile and said, “Well, well, well, if it isn’t Brandon…You just got engaged not long ago, and we were all so envious you managed to snag the daughter of the Smith family, Endver City’s most sought–after socialite, no less. Who would’ve thought you’d end up in a mess like this? Should I marvel at your utter lack of appreciation, or applaud your sheer audacity for thinking you could dally with some two bit cheap floozy and never get caught?”

The mistress’s hands were trembling with fury at being repeatedly insulted. She sprang to her feet and shrieked, “Who the hell are you?”

Aaron’s usual carefree demeanor vanished in an instant. He gave the mistress a mocking half–smile and said, “Why don’t you ask your precious Brandon who I am?”

Brandon’s face darkened. He whipped around and slapped the mistress across the face, snarling, “Shut your mouth! Know your place!”

The mistress staggered back in shock, clutching her cheek as tears streamed down her face.

Samantha’s eyes flashed with disgust. “Disgusting. Crying just makes you even more pathetic. A whore is a whore. A trash like you belongs with a dog like her. May you two live happily ever after.”

With that, she turned on her heel and strode away without looking back.

Brandon still wanted to chase after her, but Samantha had already walked away without so much as a backward glance.

As she was leaving, she seemed to notice Valerie and cast a glance in her direction.

Valerie was eating her cake when she noticed Samantha’s gaze. Valerie responded with a gentle smile and et Samantha’s eyes with kindness.

A storm of emotions flickered in Samantha’s eyes, but she quickly turned and left.

Seeing how heartless Samantha really was, Brandon’s face twisted with rage. He snarled at Aaron, “Why does it matter to you how things are between Samantha and me? Don’t act all high and mighty. You’re no saint yourself!”

“True, I’m no saint,” Aaron responded with a sneer, “But at least I’m honest. I’d never cling to Samantha for the sake of my family while keeping a little plaything on the side like you do.”

Aaron’s voice dripped with sarcasm, making Brandon’s face darken even further.

“What’s with the look on your face? Are you actually thinking of hitting me?” Aaron let out a mocking laugh. “I’d suggest you save your energy for explaining things back at home. After all, it wasn’t easy for your family to be chummy with the Smith family, was it?”

With that, Aaron sauntered back to his seat beside Valerie without sparing Brandon another glance, Aaron leisur

ked up his coffee and took a sip.

The mistress was still sobbing, hoping for comfort from Brandon. But before she could react, she was slapped hard across the face again, letting out a piercing shriek.

Brandon snatched up the photos from the floor and shoved them in her face, roaring, “Don’t you dare tell me this has nothing to do with you!”

The mistress panicked, stammering, “…”

With a furious glare, Brandon snapped, “Stupid bitch, get the hell away from me!”

Brandon really was a scumbag, and he did want to latch onto the Smith family. But never in a million years did he think he’d be so unlucky to get taken down by this little tramp.

Brandon spat on the ground in disgust, shot Aaron a venomous glare, then stormed off in humiliation.

Aaron wasn’t in the mood to stay. He said, “Valerie, grab anything else you like. I’ve got things to do today, so I can’t join you for dinner. Let me take you back to the hotel first.”

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