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Apple could certainly feel the change in the people around her when she walked away from Jayden.1

Because at once, the people that looked at her secretly until now, started to look at her more boldly and carefully.

They even blatantly observed her to the point of twisting their bodies just to get a better view of Apple's face.

Of course they were wondering, because every woman who was close to Jayden would always be a hot topic until she made it to the headlines of newspapers.

Apple would be an easy target when she was alone and she realized it too late, having said before that she was very unaccustomed to being in this kind of environment and being with people like them.

Apple and Jayden's lives were completely opposite and it was really noticeable when the girl attended events like this.

And after experiencing this chasm-like difference, Apple wanted to laugh when she remembered Jayden's confession. The man seemed to have been drunk even before he had a chance to drink anything tonight.

Apple was more curious about Jayden's motivations when he said that. It was an absurd and sudden thing.

And when Apple finally got the mineral water she wanted, a woman came up to her while she was downing her drink.

"Hi," the beautiful woman said, even Apple, who was a woman, felt fascinated by the beauty of this woman.

She was  like a model, very slim and looked graceful in every movement she made. Curiosity overtook Apple… how many men's hearts had she broken?

Tsk.

If one looked at it like this, Apple's sense of insecurity seemed to have begun to eat away at her annoyingly.

"Hi," Apple replied back in the same tone of voice. She then wiped her lips in a very unladylike manner. Luckily, the waterproof lipstick she was currently wearing did not smudge or leave a stain either on the back of her hand or on the sides of her lips. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

The pretty woman in front of Apple smiled very kindly, but for people who had been in this kind of life for a long time, it was as clear as a day that it wasn't genuine hospitality.

Because the friendlier someone is to you, the more alert you have to be, because you have to find out what they want from you.

Such was life in Jayden's world. Where you are required to be alert at all times and pay attention to what you say every time because it could someday be used against yourself.

"My name is Isabel Brown," the woman said, holding out her hand.

Apple immediately shook the hand and could feel the smooth skin on her slightly callused hands.

"Apple Dunn," she murmured when she said her name.

"Nice to meet you Ms. Dunn," she said pleasantly and let go of her hand. She didn't even look surprised when she saw Apple's rough hands. Indeed, people like Isabel must have been well trained from childhood not to show how they really felt.

"Just call me Apple," Apple said, not used to hearing her name being called like that.

Isabel smiled kindly again and flicked her hair to the back of her shoulder. She wore a pale red evening gown which contrasted sharply with her black hair.

"Apple," Isabel complied with Apple's request. "I've never seen you at events like this before, do you come from a family out of town?"

"Oh, no... my family doesn't live out of town, I was born and raised in this city," Apple replied amiably, but she knew where this was going.

Neither businessman nor famous person had a last name like hers, therefore, it must have been very confusing for a girl with a prominent family like Isabel to find that Jayden Tordoff invited her to walk beside him at a big event like this.

"Oh." Isabel tilted her head and her beautiful hair fell gently to the side of her face.

God. How could women like Isabel appear flawless to such extent? Apple wasn't sure that her doing so would have the same effect as Isabel.

"Then how did you come to know Jayden Tordoff?" Her tone had changed slightly now, not cynical, but probing.

Isabel Brown seemed to represent questions from dozens of people that were present, regarding the identity of the woman who had walked beside Jayden Tordoff tonight.

"My parents worked for Mr. Tordoff a long time ago," Apple replied diplomatically.

And there, Apple began to notice the change in the look in the eyes that Isabel had directed at her. She looked disbelieving and a little surprised.

"So… your parents are employees of Mr. Tordoff?" she asked probingly, and then took a glass of wine from a passing waiter before handing another to Apple.

Apple grimaced as she looked at the champagne glass in her hand. She shouldn't be drinking this, but under the intimidating stares from the women who admired Jayden Tordoff so much, it looked like she needed some more courage now.

Therefore, Apple gulped down the drink and answered Isabel with more confidence.

"You could say that." Wasn't a bodyguard also an employee? Apple did not need to explain this further, right?

Isabel then raised an eyebrow and after hearing Apple's answer, she no longer showed her friendly attitude and smiling face.

Because according to her, it was really unnecessary to do to people who have a lower family status than herself.

"Oh," she muttered under her breath and looked at the clothes Apple was wearing. "I think Jayden chose this dress for you too."

Apple, who realized the change in her attitude, then smiled understandingly. She knew why now Isabel's treatment was different after learning about her family background.

"What's the matter with the clothes I'm wearing?" Apple asked.

"Because I know the designer of this dress," she answered arrogantly, implying that she knew the price of the dress.

"And I know the person who bought it."

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