CHAPTER 158: CHAPTER 158: WHAT ABOUT THE PROMISED UGLY FREAK?

Upon hearing Bella Green’s words, the woman, also known as Madison Cheyne, knitted her brows and then confidently said, "Of course, not only ugly but also incredibly tacky."

Listening to this, Louis Lawrence slightly raised an eyebrow, glancing at the smiling little girl, and just found it amusing.

"Is that so." Bella Green looked bewildered, then turned to Louis Lawrence with a grievance-filled expression, "Am I ugly?"

The sight of her instantly made Louis laugh, and he subconsciously raised his hand to ruffle the girl’s short hair, laughing, "Not at all."

A young man nearby, not much older, blushed from Bella Green’s smile, unable to help but speak up.

"She wasn’t talking about you, she was talking about Bella Green, um, you might not know her."

Bella raised her eyebrows, just about to speak when Louis Lawrence’s phone started ringing from his pocket.

Taking out his phone, Louis glanced at the caller ID, his eyes darkening slightly, before smiling and saying, "Excuse me, I need to take a call."

With that, he turned and walked toward the balcony.

As soon as he left, the surrounding young men crowded over like little puppies eyeing a meat bun.

"Hello, I’m Dylan Xavren, I don’t believe we’ve met before? May I ask for the lady’s lovely name?"

"Hey Dylan, can’t you drop that pretentious tone, isn’t it tiring? Miss, don’t mind him, I’m Liam Scott, nice to meet you."

"Hey, little sister, don’t pay attention to these boys with impure intentions, come over here to this big sister, wow, you look so soft and tender, tell me your name?"

Seeing the woman in her early twenties yet exuding a mature charm, Bella Green couldn’t help but find it amusing.

Watching Bella Green being surrounded by people, a flash of jealousy and disgust passed through Madison Cheyne’s eyes.

Suddenly, she looked up to see Anna Green and Vivian Thornecroft walking hand in hand downstairs, her eyes immediately lit up, and she spoke loudly.

"Anna and Young Master Thornecroft are coming down."

That shout drew everyone’s attention over.

Anna Green, dressed in a white long dress, descended the stairs step by step, shyly holding onto Vivian Thornecroft.

"Sorry for being away for so long as the host," Anna Green said, looking a bit embarrassed toward everyone.

Madison Cheyne laughed and leaned over teasingly.

"Isn’t it because Young Master Thornecroft was concerned about you? Seeing you uncomfortable, he helped you go upstairs to rest."

"Madison, don’t say that," Anna Green’s cheeks flushed, and she gave Madison Cheyne a playful glare.

"What’s there to be embarrassed about? Everyone knows that Young Master Thornecroft dotes on you the most, it’s laughable how your sister doesn’t even realize it and shamelessly clings on."

Anna Green was inwardly delighted by these words, but her face showed a troubled expression. Just as she was about to speak, she noticed Bella Green among the crowd.

The words at her lips froze, as she stared wide-eyed at the smiling girl looking at her from not far away.

Was that... Bella Green?

Anna Green’s breath hitched, she clenched her hand, nearly breaking a nail from the force.

How could that wretched girl, when dressed up, look... this beautiful?

Anna Green lowered her gaze, suppressing the malice in her eyes, then looked up again, eyes shimmering with mist.

She quickly released Vivian Thornecroft’s arm, taking a few steps over to Bella Green, slightly frowned, and anxiously explained.

"Bella, why are you here? Madison’s words earlier were unintentional, don’t take them to heart."

At these words, everyone was stunned, looking incredulously at Anna Green, then at Madison Cheyne.

Did Anna Green just say that this beautifully doll-like girl was Bella Green?

Where was the promised ugly duckling? Where was the promised tackiness?