Mr. Tycoon's Woman||PJ&RP ✔️

Chapter 29: Someone You Cant Afford to Offend

Rosé Yang didn’t pay any attention to the obvious gossip that was about her. Instead, she walked to pick up the nearest glass of wine from a server, but upon realizing her old habit, she immediately placed the glass back onto the waiter’s tray.

She scolded herself for nearly reverting back to her habits. She knew she needed to be sober, awake, and conscious in this dangerous social gathering. So she walked away from the addicting drink and picked up a glass of grape juice. It wasn’t her favorite fermented wine, but it was better than nothing.

Unlike what the people expected her to do, she walked into the center of the banquet. Everyone thought she would try to hide in the corner and pray she was unseen, but Rosé Yang already felt the stares. Even if she did try to hide, it wouldn’t work. So, she faced the harsh reality and braced herself for the exchange of insults and gossip.

With a gift box in hand, Rosé Yang was walking to the table filled with mountains of gifts. The minute she placed her gift box down, a group of girls walked towards her.

Rosé Yang already heard the loud clatter of their heels when they approached her. She sighed, pinching the spot between her brows.

It was too early for drama to ensue! For goodness sakes, she had just arrived less than five minutes ago and people were already picking a fight with her?! Did these people have nothing better to do with their life?

"Hmph, if it isn’t the abandoned fiancee. I’m surprised you have the guts to show up after all that has happened." A snarky voice said.

Rosé Yang turned around and to no surprise, it was her former best friend. She nearly laughed at this betrayal.

Song Yeri stood like a dignified woman with her arms crossed. She was surrounded by a posse of beautiful women that was low and middle-ranked socialites.

Rosé Yang's eyes trailed over the haughty and confident women besides Song Yeri. She nearly chuckled. These were the same women that Song Yeri used to bad mouth when she was alone with Rosé Yang.

"It seems all of the humiliation has made you dumb. You should answer when someone talks to you." One woman chided in, quick to support Song Yeri.

Rosé Yang stared at them, swirling her cup of juice like it was wine. Her smile was sweet, but her gaze was aloof and cold.

She was forever unbothered by their words. Growing up surrounded by beautiful roses filled with thorns had toughen her skin. Besides, she used to be the on throwing the insults. One who throw dirt should be prepared for a dirt bath.

"You really are shameless, showing up to leech money and fame from your sister!" Another woman added on, clearly not knowing her words.

Rosé Yang leeching off of Yang Yuna and Bang Jina? Wasn’t it the other way around?

When a light giggle came from Rosé Yang, the women were taken back, but quickly composed themselves.

"See, Yeri. She really has gone insane." A different woman whispered to Song Yeri who was observing Rosé Yang's nonchalant face.

"Is that this the best you could do?" Rosé Yang stood up straighter and placed her drink down. These women were so silly. Did they really think their words were powerful and prickly? What a joke.

"What did you just say?!" The first woman who spoke up nearly lost it.

Rosé Yang raised an amused brow, her lips tilting into a mischievous smirk. A small poke and she was already angered? How pathetic.

"My, oh my, Song Yeri. I didn’t think you would surround yourself with these useless women who’d scream at the first insult." Rosé Yang laughed, clearly pointing out the fact that Song Yeri had low-class to make friends with these women.

"You-"

"Save it. Don’t provoke someone you can’t afford to offend." Rosé Yang's eyes turned sharp and dark, revealing a certain clarity. She dropped the smile on her face which made her look deathly serious.

She was right, these women couldn’t afford her. She might’ve fallen from grace, but with Yang Marco as her backings, she could easily squash these women like flies.

Song Yeri stiffened at the warning. Her friends exchanged wary and curious glances. Seeing the hesitation and self-doubt on her friends, Song Yeri felt incredibly embarrassed.

Song Yeri was supposed to show off how much she has grown throughout the years. She wanted to show who the leader was. She used to leech off of Rosé Yang's fame and was bullied for doing that. Now, she wanted to look like Rosé Yang was the one that used to leech off of her, even though everyone knew that was a lie.

Song Yeri racked her brain to think of something to say. When she took a better glance at Rosé Yang, her lips quirked up. That dress, it was the same one that Chou Tzuyu was wearing.

"Oh, dear Rosé, I didn’t think you were one to steal and copy someone else’s dress. Isn’t that the same one Chou Tzuyu is currently wearing?" Song Yeri chuckled, gesturing to the stunning woman that had just strolled into the room with Jeong Jaehyun not far behind her.

Rosé Yang stiffened, her eyes opening slightly wider. What did she just say? Chou Tzuyu was here? Jeong Jaehyun had already arrived? And she was wearing the same dress as his beloved?

She felt her fingers itch to curl around something, so she picked up her glass of grape juice. Rosé Yang reminded herself to not sway under these women’s words.

One crack in her perfect wall, one flaw on her perfect expression, and these women would hound on it. If they saw her falter, she would be instantly teared down.

"You’re quite the one to talk. Aren’t you the one mimicking Chou Tzuyu's style?" Rosé Yang lifted her fingers to brush away Song Yeri's bangs.

"Same hair, same jewels, same style, you should try harder to hide it." Rosé Yang chuckled. By deliberately touching Song Yeri's hair, she was bringing attention to the extremely familiar hair style that Chou Tzuyu had.

"Now that you mention it, Song Yeri's style does look like Chou Tzuyu's housewife style..." A woman whispered, startling Song Yeri whose face inflamed in embarrassment.

When the woman realized Song Yeri had overheard her, she was quick to defend herself.

"Yeri, I didn’t mean to-" Rosé Yang hurriedly made her escape.

She seized the chance of Song Yeri and the women being distracted to find her escape. She glanced down at her dress and then toward the beautiful Chou Tzuyu who was wearing the same dress.

’Damn it! I knew it was too good to be true!’ She seethed inside of her head. She knew she should’ve doubted the dress the minute it was shipped to her.

No wonder why the dress was familiar, she saw it on TV! She cursed herself for not watching the TV channel. If only she wasn’t browsing the TV, she might’ve caught onto this dress!

Rosé Yang gritted her teeth and texted someone to bring her a quick change of attire. Busy with her phone, she had accidentally bumped into someone.

"I’m so sorry-" Rosé Yang's voice died down when she realized she had bumped into none other than Chou Tzuyu.