Chapter 2015 - 566: Matronly Demeanor_3
Upon hearing these words, Isla Astir did not get angry but simply responded with a faint smile, "Why shouldn’t I be proud? I am now Mandel Thompson’s rightfully wedded Mrs. Thompson, and we love each other dearly. As for you, putting it nicely, you’re the girl-next-door who grew up with Brandon, and speaking unpleasantly, you’re just a mistress trying to wedge into someone else’s relationship. Miss Summer, you supposedly come from a distinguished and noble background, a lady educated at high levels. Even if you disregard your own dignity, you should at least honor that of Uncle Summer and Aunt Summer."
Jean Beckman came fully prepared.
She even braced herself to be slapped by Isla Astir.
But she never expected Isla Astir to behave like this.
Isla Astir actually dared to mock her as a mistress.
Filled with anger, Jean Beckman retorted, "The person Brandon loves is me, you’re the mistress!"
Instead of getting mad, Isla Astir laughed, "If he loves you, why wouldn’t he marry you? Miss Summer, one should be self-aware. You also need to do less of these humiliating acts for yourself."
Having said that, she picked up her bag, slightly got up, "Your coffee is on me, Miss Summer, no need to be polite."
"Isla Astir, you stop right there!" Jean Beckman stood up as well.
Isla Astir looked back slightly, "Does Miss Summer have any further advice?"
Jean Beckman continued, "Just you wait, Brandon will divorce you one day!"
This marriage is bound to end.
