Bully Her? She’s the Mafia Princess Chapter 05

Bully Her? She’s the Mafia Princess Chapter 05

I looked at Mrs. Costa. She really was something.

No wonder she’d managed to push aside the first wife and secure her place as lady of the Costa family through scheming and manipulation.

After that performance, I somehow ended up looking like the villain in this story.

People would talk about the Costa family and say they were just a little thoughtless but well-intentioned, trying to help a poor orphan girl.

They’d say what terrible luck to end up with a daughter-in-law as unreasonable and vicious as me.

“Miss Thorne is being way too stubborn. Even if the Costas wanted to take care of a distant relative, so what? Even if Vincent had someone on the side, plenty of successful men do.”

“Besides, Mrs. Costa and Vincent were being perfectly reasonable, weren’t they?”

“If you’re not happy about it, just say no in private. Why cause such a scene at their party and embarrass everyone?”

“That Isabella seems so gentle and proper. She doesn’t look like a troublemaker. But now that you’ve made such a fuss, Vincent feels obligated to look after her.”

“You wouldn’t really want to be the reason she ends up alone, would you? It won’t look good for you, Miss Thorne.”

The woman speaking was the wife of some nouveau riche family, one of Mrs. Costa’s close friends. Seeing me cornered, she couldn’t wait to kick me while I was down.

Mrs. Costa and Vincent both looked pleased, like they were sure I’d cave to their ridiculous demand for the sake of the Thorne family’s reputation and quietly accept Isabella’s presence.

But they forgot something about me. I could put up with a lot, but I didn’t take losses well.

I gave that nouveau riche wife a cold smile, then turned to Mrs. Costa.

“You’re so worried about your ‘distant relative’ having no future. Mrs. Davis here seems very fond of Miss Isabella. Why don’t you let her give Isabella a place in the Davis household instead?”

“The Davis family has a respectable name too. Certainly better than Vincent, a useless man who can’t even stand on his own without his family and this marriage.”

Mrs. Davis shut her mouth immediately. She wasn’t about to take that hot potato.

Isabella’s tears started falling instantly.

Her voice was thick with hurt and anger. “Miss Thorne, why do you have to humiliate me like this? Even if I have no family and no one to rely on, I would never be anyone’s mistress!”

“If I’m such an embarrassment to you, I’d rather leave than endure this shame!”

With that, Isabella spun around and ran off sobbing, stumbling as if she might faint.

“Isabella!” Vincent cried out in anguish, rushing over to catch Isabella as she crumpled to the ground.

I looked closely but couldn’t see any mark on her forehead. She should have been an actress. What a waste.

Vincent held Isabella in his arms and glared at me. “Evelyn! If anything happens to Isabella, I will never forgive you!”

“When Mr. Thorne gets back, I’m going to ask him what kind of daughter he raised! How could he raise such a cold-blooded, heartless woman!”

They were three clowns putting on a show, each more fake and hypocritical than the last.

My heart was full of scorn. Who did they think they were? The only reason I’d picked Vincent in the first place was because he was handsome and looked good on my arm.

Now? That was out of the question.

I’d been getting nothing but mocking messages for days. This whole ridiculous engagement had become a joke.

“Don’t bother asking. You’re not worthy of questioning my father.” My voice was icy, my eyes full of contempt. “I came here today to give the Costa family a gift.”

I clapped my hands, and my assistant stepped forward with a silver tray.

“These are the engagement tokens between the Thorne and Costa families. I’m returning them now.”

“From this day forward, we have nothing to do with each other.”