Female Novel
Chatper 234
Chapter 234
“No, Mia, you’re the designated designer for this event. It’s crucial for you to be there to oversee
the engagement venue. Besides, Ms. Lane expressed her desire to thank you in person.
“You have to come over. Otherwise, it will be challenging for us to explain on our end,” Felix
insisted.
At this juncture, Mia found herself at a loss for an excuse to refuse.
“Mia, have you had any prior acquaintance with Ms. Lane, or is there any past conflict between you
two?” Felix inquired.novelbin
“No, I don’t know her.” Mia promptly denied.
She had no intention of revisiting past issues that could potentially affect her present life.
Reluctantly, Mia conceded, “Okay, I’ll go to the wedding venue tomorrow and keep an eye on things.”
“Alright, just make sure to arrive early and don’t be late. Get some rest,” Felix advised.
After ending the call, Mia couldn’t help but feel a surge of
anger.
Maya, that conniving individual!
It was evident that she was intentionally trying to cause trouble for Mia, which explained why Felix
insisted on Mia being present at the wedding venue tomorrow!
If she decided not to attend, it would be challenging to explain. But having to witness her ex- husband’s
engagement to another woman, especially in a venue she personally designed, was an incredibly bitter
pill to swallow.
The thought alone was unbearable, and Mia couldn’t shake off this frustration.
In an attempt to vent her feelings, Mia turned to the internet. She posted: “As a wedding designer, I
received an engagement design order from my ex–husband and his mistress.
“Now, his mistress insists that I must attend their wedding tomorrow. As a humble employee, I can’t
refuse my boss’s request.
“What should I do when I go to the engagement venue tomorrow? Urgently seeking advice!”
Initially yearning for an outlet to express her frustration, the post quickly garnered over a thousand
comments in just a minute.
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*1 suggest you bring a bomb to the venue and blast those cheaters away. Who cares about this.
job!” a
“Sorry to hear that, I hope this isn’t a troll. Waiting for updates!”
“You might consider sending them a unique gift, such as a funeral wreath or a banner noting the
number of days the mistress and your ex have been together.”
For a moment, many people in the comment section engaged in discussions, gradually deviating
into a gender–based debate.
However, Mia noticed a highly upvoted reply suggesting sending the funeral wreath–an idea that
didn’t seem entirely unreasonable.
Since the engagement venue the next day was entirely themed with fresh flowers, incorporating some
yellow and white chrysanthemums might indeed contribute to its aesthetic appeal.
Mia promptly took out her phone and ordered the flowers along with a wreath package.
Seeing that the earlier warning to Maya had been ineffective, Mia decided to present her with this
symbolic gift.
If Mia can’t find peace, then none of them should expect to find peace!
She gently caressed her belly, turned off the lights, and went to sleep.
The following day. Mia woke up unusually early, seemingly aware of an important task at hand. She
couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement.
This was the first time in her entire life that she had considered doing something like this!
After getting ready, Mia found Patricia sitting on the couch. “Mia, what’s the matter?” Patricia
asked.
“Nothing much, just heading to work,” Mia replied.
As Mia left home, she called the flower shop, arranging for the “gift” to be delivered to the
engagement ceremony at a specific time.
As the designated designer for the engagement ceremony, Mia was well aware of the event’s timeline
and knew precisely when delivering this “gift” would have the most impact.
At this point, she felt she had nothing to lose.
Opening the work group chat, Mia noticed that everyone was sharing photos of the engagement
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As she walked out of her neighborhood, she saw Bob and Mary approaching with determination.
“Mia, stop right there! If you don’t hand over the money today, don’t even think about leaving!”