When His Perfect Mask Shattered I Awoke (Anneliese) novel Chapter 502

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If it hadn’t been for the fact that Jessica was Anneliese’s dear friend, she would have never even had a chance to encounter Zane, not in a million years!

Gianna had always maintained that she and Anneliese were like oil and water, and this situation only reaffirmed her belief.

Anneliese’s relentless ambition to ascend the social ladder of the Fullbuster family was one thing, but to act as a matchmaker and push a woman as shameless as Jessica toward Zane? That was a whole different level of audacity.

What a pair of despicable women they were!

Gianna’s mind raced with indignation as she had already dispatched her connections to dig up every last detail about Jessica. She was determined to uncover the truth, to reveal the facade behind that delusional little tramp. Once she had the complete picture, Gianna would make sure Jessica learned her place in the grand scheme of things.

Just then, her phone buzzed, pulling her from her thoughts. Gianna glanced at the screen and saw a new message flash before her eyes.

‘You’re a coward!’

The words ignited a firestorm of anger within her. Gianna’s hands trembled as she yanked off the delicate bracelet she had been trying on, the gemstones glinting mockingly in the light. With a furious swipe of her fingers, she typed back, ‘Gosh, what an ungrateful fool! I’m trying to help you, yet you’re getting mad at me instead. No wonder your man got stolen!’

She hit send, but a moment later, the dreaded notification appeared: message failed to send.

That failure only fueled her rage further. With a swift, furious motion, she swept the jewelry boxes off the table, sending them crashing to the floor in a cacophony of clattering metal and shattered dreams.

Just as she stood there, fuming, a soft knock echoed at the door.

A maid cautiously pushed it open, her voice careful and respectful. “Ms. Gianna, Mr. Malone is asking if you’re ready. The car’s waiting.”

Gianna inhaled deeply, trying to steady the storm brewing inside her, before rising to her feet.

She gestured dismissively at the chaos she had created on the floor. “Clean this up.”

As she descended the stairs, she spotted Adrian waiting for her, impeccably dressed in a perfectly pressed suit, his hair slicked back with precision.

The moment he saw her, he adjusted his tie and beamed. “What do you think of this tie? Does it go well with my outfit?”

Gianna threaded her arm through his, a smile breaking across her face. “Daddy, you look absolutely amazing! You’re the most handsome man in the world. Mom’s going to love it.”

Adrian chuckled, a warm, fatherly sound that filled the air between them, and he patted her hand affectionately. “So, who do you think is more handsome, me or Zane?”

“Zane, of course!” Gianna teased, sticking out her tongue playfully.

Adrian feigned offense, clutching his heart dramatically. Gianna laughed and quickly added, “Okay, okay! I take it back! You’re both equally handsome. You have that elegant, composed kind of handsome, while he’s more of the sharp, charming type.”

“That’s better,” Adrian replied, visibly pleased. “Now, remember—when you see your mother later, keep up the sweet talk. And more importantly…”

Before he could finish his thought, Gianna interrupted him, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“You want me to sing your praises so you can win her over, right? Don’t worry, I’ve got this!”

She linked her arm through his and led him toward the door, eager to get moving.

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