Chapter 299 The Upper Hand Belongs to Reese
Shirley had been grappling with a string of misfortunes that had left her spirit as low as a siken ship, as if she were under some ill–fated curse. No matter where she ventured, It seemed as if everything was conspiring against her.
However, a call from Everly had a remarkable effect on her mood, lifting it from the depths of despair. An intuition sparked within her, hinting at the possible reason for Everly’s outreach.
Everly had a knack for appealing to Shirley, who, in her current state bore a striking resemblance to a once–indulged princess now fallen into destitution, eager to snatch at any opportunity that promised an advantage.
“I require a favor from you,” Everly proposed. “There’s a substantial ward involved if you consent.
At the mere mention of money, Shirley’s eyes gleamed with a renewed fervor. She had been languishing under her recent circumstances, trapped in a nightmarish existence that felt like a living hell.
Without a moment’s hesitation, she agreed.
“Very well, where shall we convene?”
“I’ll forward you the address.”
After ending the call, Shirley received a text from Everly detailing the meeting location and promptly set off.
Upon laying eyes on Shirley, Everly couldn’t help but notice the cheap attire she donned, a silent testament to her current predicament. The once affluent Miss Shirley had been reduced to such a state.
Reese, it seemed, possessed a ruthless streak, having successfully brought down a wealthy debutante to such a lowly state.
Everly approached, handbag in tow, and took a seat. Shirley cast a glance at Everly, resplendent in her designer attire and flawless makeup, and saw a faint reflection of her former self.
If not for Reese, she wouldn’t be in this dire situation.
The mere thought of that detestable woman made her teeth grind in fury, regretting her own powerlessness to give Reese a taste of her own bitter medicine.
The schemes she had hoped to execute had been put on hold due to her financial constraints, and she had been subjected to days
that felt worse than death itself.
Everly regarded Shirley with a mixture of sympathy and disbelief, silently musing that only someone devoid of wit could find themselves in such a dire predicament.
To confront someone as cunning as Reese without a solid plan was nothing short of reckless; it was no wonder that Shirley had fallen from grace.
“Miss Shirley, have you… hit rock bottom?” Everly’s words sliced through her like a blade.
“What do you think?” Isn’t that a redundant question? “So, I suppose you could consider me your lucky charm today.”
Everly retrieved a document from her bag and handed it to Shirley, These are some contacts Reese had, and from what I’ve uncovered, it appears she’s not the biological offspring of the Brooks family. That significantly diminishes her social standing.
Hold on a moment,” Shirley interjected upon hearing this revelation
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“Are you implying that Reese isn’t a Brooks?”
“Indeed.
nucted some research, and it’s certain that she’s not Kenneth’s daughter. Her mother brought her to seek Kenneth’s aid, and after he developed an affection for her mother, he decided adopt Reese. Likely to avoid scandal, you know how Individuals like Kenneth are about their reputation.”
Shirley was taken aback to learn that Reese wasn’t Kenneth’s daughter, but something about this revelation didn’t sit well with her.
Observing Everly, who was casually sipping her coffee, Shirley remarked, “Miss Everly, it appears you might be mistaken about something regarding Reese’s worth.”
“What do you mean?” Everly inquired, evidently out of the loop.
“Aren’t you aware? That last time at Emerald Isle, we assumed Reese gained entry by accompanying Malcolm, her prospective brother–in–law. However, that’s not the case she’s the actual owner of Emerald Isle.”
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Everly was in the midst of sipping her coffee when Shirley dropped this bombshell, causing her to choke.
“What did you just say?”
Reese, the owner of Emerald Isle? How could that be possible? She was supposed to hail from the Backwoods, and now it’s confirmed she’s not a Brooks, yet she’s concealing such a monumental secret?
Shirley could empathize with Everly’s shock; she had experienced the same, nearly losing her sanity when she discovered the extent of Reese’s true influence.
It was one thing for Reese to be attractive, initially assuming she wasn’t from a distinguished background. Believing that she could win over men’s hearts with just her looks didn’t seem plausible, especially not someone as eligible as Malcolm.
Without a significant background, taming a man of his caliber would have been a far–fetched dream.
Now, Reese was still the proprietor of Emerald Isle, and even though she wasn’t quite on par with Malcolm, she was a far cry from her previous humble status from the Backwoods. The improvement was undeniable.
Everly was still reeling, struggling to comprehend the news.
“How…how is that even possible?”
Shirley scoffed, “You see? Reese isn’t as simple as you presumed. No one knows what secrets she’s concealing. Attempting to use me to get to her might be more challenging than you anticipate.”
“So, are you in or out? If you decide to back out now, you won’t receive a single penny.”
Everly wasn’t concerned about Shirley declining. Truth be told, even without Shirley, she could find a replacement, but she believed that Shirley’s resentment towards Reese would work to her advantage.
Shirley hesitated, her better judgment urging her to decline, but the harsh reality was that rejecting Everly’s offer could mean struggling to make ends meet. She had once lived a life of luxury; the thought of plummeting from heaven to hell was a devastating blow
Sensing Shirley’s hesitation, Everly pressed, “Consider it this way: your situation can’t possibly worsen, but if we manage to bring down Reese, it’ll benefit both of us, won’t it?”
Indeed, Shirley loathed Reese. Why should Reese be the one to stand out among all the women, becoming Malcolm’s wife and receiving all his favor? Shirley had yearned for Malcolm for years, never swayed by the attention of other men.
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It turned out that not all longing is reciprocated. The world is full of regrets.
Love can’t be forced. The more you try, the less you receive. Some people merely exist and are loved, but that wasn’t the case for
her.
The more she pondered, the more resentful she became about her wasted years.
“Alright, let’s discuss your price first, then we can iron out the details
They had to be meticulous in their plan against Reese; any minor mistake, and it could backfire on them.
A smirk slowly spread across Everly’s lips, “That’s the
spirit. You can afford to hold a grudge against money,
