Chapter 725:
Forcing a smile, Kelley swallowed her irritation and pressed on, determined to build a connection.
âMiss Swain, you might not be familiar with me yet.
Besides being Bartâs girlfriend, Iâm alsoâ¦â
Before Kelley could finish, Oaklee cut her off, her patience fraying.
âWhat of it?â
Despite having mentally prepared for rejection, Kelley still faltered under Oakleeâs relentless indifference. Taking a steadying breath, Kelley pushed forward.
âMiss Swain, regardless of your opinion of me, Iâm Bartâs girlfriend. Your iciness could be understood if I were asking you for a favor.
But Iâm merely introducing myself, and youâve already been this aloof and rude.
Does Bart mean so little to you that you donât bother to show even an ounce of politeness to me?â
The veiled accusation implied that Oaklee didnât value her friendship with Bart, which explained her rude treatment of Kelley.
Before Oaklee could respond, Kelley quickly added, âBy the way, I heard Mr. Green will be bringing his girlfriend tonight. I suspect she might stir trouble, so I thought itâd be wise to warn you to be careful.â
Kelley was deliberately trying to curry favor.
By doing this, she sought to keep herself tethered to Bart and forge an alliance with Oaklee. Should Harlee attempt to belittle her once more, she could rely on the combined support of these two to assert her dominance.
Oaklee took out a cigar, lit it, and exhaled a puff of smoke.
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âCareful? Why does it matter to me if Rhysâ girlfriend causes chaos?â she replied nonchalantly. She wasnât interested in policing others.
Rising slowly, Oaklee reached for a wine glass and, with chilling calm, tipped its contents over Kelleyâs head. The abrupt action left Kelley frozen in shock.
By the time she thought to move, her hair was already dripping with wine.
The once vibrant room fell silent due to the unfolding drama, drawing the crowdâs curious gaze.
Yet, they stiffened upon discovering Oaklee was involved, wishing they could fade into the background. Once Oaklee was enraged, her fury engulfed everyone around her.
Bart, originally immersed in a card game with the others, glanced up at the disturbance. The sight made his chest tighten, and he rushed over.
âWhatâs going on? Oaklee, did my girlfriend upset you?â
Seeing Bart approach with concern, Kelley assumed he was coming to her defense.
A smug grin crept onto her face, only for it to vanish when he immediately asked if it was she who upset Oaklee.
The sting of reality hit Kelley like ice water. So, Bart wasnât entirely enchanted by her, his unwillingness to stand against Oaklee on her behalf evident.
Oaklee took a drag from her cigar, her voice cutting like frost.
âBart, your taste has really gone downhill.
Do you even need those eyes of yours anymore?â
Bartâs legs nearly gave out at her remark.
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