Chapter 162

Mavis noticed Isabelle approaching too, which caused her to frown.

The scene of Isabelle mocking and humiliating her in the courtyard that day was still vivid in her mind. Moreover, there had always been disputes among the prominent families.

She and Isabelle had never gotten along, and she couldn't figure out what Isabelle wanted now.

While Mavis was deep in thought, Isabelle had already strutted over in her high heels. She was dressed in a diamond-embellished hollowed-out strap dress that left her shoulders bare. Her long, wavy hair cascaded over her shoulders, and she carried a white handbag.

From head to toe, she exuded a distinguished elegance.

Mavis' frown deepened. As their gazes met, a subtle tension seemed to fill the air.

Mavis stayed silent, while Isabelle's beautiful eyes sparkled. She smiled warmly and greeted, "Ms. Jefferson, how have you been lately?"

Mavis smiled slightly and replied, "Thank you for your concern, Ms. Barton. I've been doing very well."

Isabelle