Chapter 116 Return Of The Prodigal Wife.
"You’re, his wife?" Leonica questioned, disbelief and surprise evident on her visage.
The woman, Irene Rosewood, nodded her head proudly. "Indeed. Now who the hell are you?”
The look of surprise on her face was soon replaced with one of bewilderment. The balls of this lady? Taking up such a rude tone when she barely knew her.
Apart from their striking resemblance which Leonica found troubling, she really couldn’t think of any other reason in the book why some such as her, a total stranger, should be so rude to her.
Or, did she perhaps think that She had a thing with Arvan. Possible, seeing as his speech had gotten millions of views, but the thought alone, despite the fact that Said man had confessed to her less than an hour ago, made Leonica chuckle.
"Is something funny?" Irene asked, her lips set in a hard line.
"Not really," Leonica answered, chuckling at her. "You see, I’ve never seen anyone who’d have the audacity to take such a rude tone on a total stranger they barely know."
Irene blinked, clearly taken aback by Leonica’s audacity to spit back. Her appearance had given the opposite of her attitude.
“You... Do you know who I am?” She questioned in an intimidating manner, narrowing her lavender eyes at Leonica.
“Well, except from Arvan’s apparent wife, as you’ve introduced yourself, no I do not know who you are.” Leonica answered with a straight face.
Irene scoffed, shaking her head as if she couldn’t believe the words coming out of her mouth. She took a step forward, opening her mouth to speak, but the moment her lips had parted, a third voice found it’s way into their conversation.