Bullied and Dumped, But She Won in the End (Adriana) novel Chapter 150

**TITLE: When Time Tried to Heal Me But I Refused to Listen by Kael Niro Senn**
**Chapter 150: You Should Go Home**

Curtis and Matthew were a study in contrasts. Curtis, ever the quiet storm, preferred to keep his grievances bottled up, waiting for the perfect moment to unleash his retribution. Matthew, in stark contrast, was a man of action, always addressing conflicts head-on. If he felt wronged, he would confront the offender without hesitation, while Curtis would quietly plot his revenge, often in secret.

“Look at what you’ve become. Get yourself together,” Matthew admonished, his brow furrowed in disapproval. With that, he turned on his heel and strode away, leaving a lingering tension in the air.

Natasha stood there, momentarily paralyzed by the exchange. It was as if time had frozen around her, and she could hardly believe how easily she had allowed Adriana’s influence to cloud her judgment. A wave of horror washed over her as she realized she had momentarily forgotten the decorum expected of a proper socialite.

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she forced her gaze toward the entrance, where Nicole had just made her grand entrance.

Nicole, the sole heir to the illustrious Barton family, had not yet been honored with a homecoming party by Jeremy, but that didn’t diminish her magnetic presence. She was the center of attention, effortlessly drawing eyes and whispers as she entered the room.

“Nicole,” Natasha called out, her voice brightening as she approached her friend. With a wide smile, she wrapped her arms around Nicole in a deliberate show of camaraderie. “This is Nicole, the Barton heiress. She’s my best friend,” she announced proudly, as if declaring a royal decree.

Danielle, overwhelmed by her own troubles stemming from Curtis, had been unable to attend Haldoria herself. Instead, she had sent Natasha on a mission to keep an eye on Nicole, ensuring her safety and status within the crowd.

As they linked arms and navigated through the throng of guests, Natasha felt a surge of ambition. She intended to leverage Nicole’s high status to elevate her own standing in society. The crowd buzzed with excitement, eager to be near the Barton heiress, who was destined to inherit the family fortune once Jeremy was no longer in the picture.

“Ms. Barton, you’re so fortunate! I envy your position,” one partygoer gushed.

“Indeed, as the heir to the Barton Group, you’ll inherit everything,” another chimed in, eyes alight with envy.

With her chin held high, Nicole scanned the room until her gaze landed on Curtis. She made her way toward him, her steps quickening with purpose.

Curtis was engaged in conversation with Adriana and several prominent business leaders when Nicole burst onto the scene. Adriana, ever the vigilant trophy wife, instinctively positioned herself between Curtis and Nicole, determined to shield her husband from any potential threat.

Nicole glared at Adriana, irritation flaring. “What gives you the right to block me? He’s my fiancé! We’re going to get married eventually,” she declared, her voice dripping with indignation.

Adriana, her tone cool and composed, responded, “Ms. Barton, have some dignity. Pursuing someone else’s husband in public is hardly classy. Besides, he is my legal husband, and making such statements only serves to highlight your lack of understanding. You’re not doing the Barton Group any favors with this display.”

Nicole’s ignorance was glaringly evident. If she ever took the reins of the Barton Group, the future looked bleak indeed.

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