Chapter 542: Then Don't Blame Me for Being Rude

Hallie Morgan looked at Bonnie Jones.

"Madam Winslow, are you suggesting that I should give one of my dresses to Isla Winslow?"

Bonnie Jones said, "You have so many dresses that you can't possibly wear them all. It won't hurt to give one up. Our banquet tonight is very important, and now you've scooped up all the dresses here! What are we supposed to do?"

Hallie Morgan looked amusedly at Bonnie Jones. This woman was so blindly biased. Onlookers might think that Isla was her biological daughter.

Oh well, she didn't have a mother, nor did she need one.

Bonnie Jones was just Isla Winslow's mother...

Isla Winslow was standing behind Bonnie Jones like a docile bird, her face full of smugness as she looked at Hallie Morgan.

So, what if you're her biological daughter? She clearly doesn't like you. She only likes me!

Isla Winslow said, "Mom, it seems like Hallie doesn't want to give us one. Let's forget about it then."