At this moment, Isabella stood at the entrance of the luxury hotel in a snow-white custom-designed wedding gown, eagerly waiting for the groom.
Her old classmates surrounded her.
“Isabella, you kept this too well hidden! Only today do we find out your husband is the richest man in Bayshore City!”
“Right? You really have talent, to marry such an extraordinary man. Being your classmate is the luckiest thing in my life!”
“Isabella, you’re about to be the billionaire’s wife now. Don’t forget your old classmates!”
Even our old homeroom teacher, Mr. Johnson, spoke with flattery:
“Isabella, do you know why I never criticized you back then, even when your grades were poor and you didn’t study? Because I knew you were destined for greatness.”
Basked in all this praise, Isabella’s smile grew wider, her eyes full of pride.
But the moment I appeared, the same classmates who had just been fawning over her immediately frowned, glaring at me with disdain.
“Hey, isn’t that the thief who stole Isabella’s bracelet back in high school? I’m sure she wasn’t invited. What are you doing here?”
“What else? She must be starving and came to freeload because Isabella’s marrying a billionaire!”