Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Chapter 73

Kristine watched them, feeling a tightness in her chest that made it hard to breathe.

She heard snippets of conversation from the guests at the banquet.

“The real Miss Johns is quite the sight.

Her elegance and appearance easily surpass Kristine’s.

”

“True, and she’s held in high regard by everyone.

Even Mr.

Klein made a point to bring her a gift.

It appears the real thing is always superior to a fake.

”

Kristine’s complexion went ashen.

She had always known she wasn’t a biological member of the Johns family.

She had strived harder than anyone to earn everyone’s admiration, yet Madisyn effortlessly became the center of attention upon her return.

Next to Madisyn, who was basking in the glowing spotlight, Kristine felt like a mouse lurking in the shadows.

She gripped her clothes tightly.

Madisyn, meanwhile, was too busy mingling to notice much else.

After mingling, she felt the alcohol’s influence and made her way to the restroom.

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While washing her hands, Madisyn heard a sharp, scornful voice next to her.

“Hmm, despite being a country girl, you sure know how to charm an audience.

Looks Like everyone’s buying into your charade now!”

At that, Madisyn looked up and saw a woman glaring at her.

She arched an eyebrow and asked, “Are you talking to me?”

“Who else would it be?” the woman retorted with a sneer.

The woman was Josie Reed, a member of the Reed family and Kristine’s friend.

Madisyn had noticed her earlier with Kristine.

She replied coolly, “You shouldn’t judge a situation from just one perspective.

”

“And who are you to give me advice?” Josie looked at her scornfully.

“Just so you’re aware, even if Kristine isn’t a genuine Johns, she has friends like us.

We won’t stand by if you mistreat her.

”

Madisyn chose not to engage further.

Josie seemed like a kind girl, albeit somewhat misguided.

Kristine was lucky to have such a loyal friend.

Madisyn walked away, seizing the chance to catch up with Susan.

Susan was by herself in a corner, enjoying some food.

Seeing Madisyn, she lit up.

“Madisyn, your real parents are Mr.

and Mrs.

Johns! You’re part of the wealthiest family!”

“I suppose that’s true,” Madisyn responded, smiling.

“Don’t you replace it a little boring here?”

“It’s alright, though I feel a bit out of place,” Susan confessed, eyeing her simple attire, the most understated in the hall.