Chapter 68

Sibel’s POV

I hoped my words got to Jolie... I could see the shift in her posture, the way her shoulders squared as she took a deep breath, as if my words had infused her with newfound strength. It was incredible to witness her morale being reinvigorated.

Without hesitation, Jolie walked to where Cara was... Sipping a drink with unease, Jolie’s chin lifted slightly as she fixed her gaze on Cara. “You know what? I’m done with your nonsense, Cara. Take off my gown!”

The room fell silent again, all eyes on Jolie, shocked by the audacity of her challenge. I could hardly believe she had the nerve to confront Cara directly. I anticipated what would happen next, half-expecting Cara to explode in anger.

Cara’s reaction was immediate and explosive. “What did you just say?” she spat, her voice dripping with disdain as she stepped forward.

“You think you can just waltz in here and make demands? That gown was custom-made by Wm, and it could never belong to someone like you!”