Chapter 6 How Dare You Appear Again?
At the entrance, Mia was dressed in a simple black strapless gown. A hollow heart shape at the back revealed her fair, delicate skin, which looked even more mysteriously alluring against the dark fabric.
She was like a beguiling fairy, intruding upon the mortal realm, yet utterly unaware of her own magnetism to those around her. She failed to notice that more than half the room’s eyes were drawn to her.
Mia confidently walked into the hall, her eyes flashing a hint of scorn at the extravagance before her.
After five years, she finally returned to this place.
Mia’s bold appearance surprised many, especially those who were trying to curry favor with Wendy. They were quick to
confront her.
“Wow! Isn’t this Miss White who has gone abroad? What’s wrong? You are starving and decided to come back?” A
flamboyantly dressed Internet celebrity, Amy, blocked Mia’s path.
Mia raised an eyebrow, scanning the woman up and down, “Who are you?”
Amy’s face stiffened. She glared at Mia angrily, “Are you pretending not to be Mia? Who doesn’t know that you fawned over Mr. Smith for three years, only to end up divorcing and leaving the country in disgrace? Now you’re back here; planning to latch onto Mr. Smith again, are you?”
Mia, long immune to such bad rumors and slanders, was unfazed. But not far away, Joe’s face darkened at the sight.
Five years had pa*sed. He thought that Mia had made progress, but he didn’t expect that she would be stopped by Easily picked on by little people like that.
“Mr. Smith…”
Jack glanced at Joe, subconsciously worried.
Five years ago, when Mia suddenly disappeared, Joe spared no expense to find her, but to no avail.
The usually stoic Mr. Smith was furious for the first time, and his mood was foul for the following six months.
Everyone at Smith Group worked on pins and needles, fearing they might be fired on the spot for the slightest mistake.
Although five years had pa*sed, Jack didn’t know if Joe still cared…
Sensing Jack’s gaze, Joe glanced at him expressionlessly. Jack immediately suggested, “Since our guests have arrived, shall we
go downstairs to welcome them?”
Jack conveniently forgot that just half an hour ago, Mr. Smith. had brought him upstairs, irritated by the reception.
Joe sneered and walked downstairs.
Upon Mia’s instruction, Frank had deliberately kept his distance. When seeing Mia being offended, he intended to come over, but was stopped by Mia’s gesture.
“You might want to save your fawning for Wendy. Since she’s not here yet, why don’t you wait until she arrives and then continue your hard sell?” Mia smirked sarcastically.
“You!” Amy’s face changed as she heard laughter from the crowd
behind her.
Just as she was about to lash out, a deep male voice called from behind, “Mia White.”
Seeing who it was, Mia’s movement slightly stiffened, but she quickly mustered a polite smile, “Mr. Smith.”
Looking at the even more beautiful woman before him, Joe experienced a moment of disorientation.
The Mia who used to be by his side was gentle and dignified, her eyes always filled with his presence.
But now, she was radiant like a rose, tempting yet thorny.
He couldn’t quite grasp his feelings: anger, shock, and perhaps even a joy he couldn’t detect himself.
Rage swirled in Joe’s eyes as he took a step forward, “You dare to show up here.”
