The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 271

"The bridesmaid dress she gave you—the shoulder straps have been cut. They're only held together by a few threads. During the ceremony, in front of everyone, she's going to step on the hem of your dress, and then..."

And then she would be exposed.

With so many people watching—men, women, young, and old, all from the business world—how could she ever face them in a negotiation again?

It was a move designed to destroy not just her reputation but also her career. It wasn't clever, but it was certainly vicious.

Penelope glanced down at her shoulder strap. Sure enough, it had been snipped.

"When it comes to being despicable, I really can't compete with her."

The wedding was held at an upscale venue, and the guests were already seated.

As maid of honor, Penelope was the model of diligence, helping Rebecca with her makeup, calming her nerves, and coordinating with the wedding party, bustling about cheerfully.

"Oh look, that woman is here too."

One of the bridesmaids, a former classmate of both hers and Rebecca's, nudged her.

Penelope looked out and saw Anna sitting at a front table, chatting warmly with Mrs. Sullivan. Both of them were beaming.

Others in the dressing room saw her too and confirmed that she was the woman from last night. The room immediately erupted in whispers.

It was impossible for Rebecca not to notice. She suppressed her anger, but when Penelope commented, "I wonder if she's here to crash the wedding," she finally snapped.

She claimed she was tired and wanted to be alone, sending the bridesmaids out. Then she called Zebulon to her dressing room.

Soon, the sounds of arguing could be heard from inside.

Penelope decided the time was right. She found a waiter and gave him instructions.

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