CHAPTER EIGHTEEN - THE ENGAGEMENT PARTY.

Beatrix stood at the door, welcoming guests with a proud smile.　　　　 Next to her, Natalia also wore a smile on his face, genuinely happy for her mother. And herself. Who needed a biological Father when the stepfather was much more richer and generous?　　　 The other protagonist of the engagement banquet, Mr. Sanchez, stood by Beatrix's side, showing the affection and support between the two.　 He had his arms looped through hers, and whispered into her ears every now and then. Beatrix would either laugh at wherever he said or whispered back, sometimes batting her lashes seductively. " They are so in love." Isabella overheard a guest that she was standing not too far from. " They are practically attached at the hips," the woman gushed further. " He deserves the happiness, after his ordeal with his late wife," the man escorting the woman replied. Isabella turned to them, her eyes glaring daggers their way. He deserves happiness? Late wife? What gave them the right to spew nonsense w