Hidden Flash Marriage: Love Me Back, Mr CEO

Upon entering the venue, a chorus of admiration erupted as Martha made her presence known.

“You’re as dazzling as ever, Martha.”

“Your skin is positively radiant.”

“Share your beauty secrets with us.”

In a chic caramel knee-length dress beautified with subtle floral patterns, paired with classic silver heels, she exuded elegance. A silver necklace firmly adorned on her neck added a touch of poise, creating a simple yet tasteful look for the one-month school reunion.

Martha waved her hand dismissively, cheeks turning a rosy hue as she blushed at the compliments pouring in. “Oh, come on, you guys. Enough about me. You all look fantastic yourselves,” she chuckled, taking her seat.

“Ah, I know. Max is treating her well.”

“Trueeee!” The collective cooing echoed.

Martha simply giggled. “He’ll be joining us shortly also.”

“Thank goodness that Mia girl didn’t succeed back then,” remarked one of Martha’s ex-classmates, and the rest nodded in agreement.

Martha’s expression dropped upon hearing this. “You all, I think that’s just Mia’s way… it’s her nature.”

Everyone was now confused.

“Don’t say-don’t tell me she tried to do it again.”

Martha sighed heavily. “Not to me… but to her sister.”

Gasps filled the room from every corner.

“What?!”

“Vivian?”

“How much more shameless can that girl be?!”

“To her own sister?!”

“That’s shameful.”

Martha swiftly lifted her head, attempting to diffuse the tension. “Guys, it’s not like that. Please, let’s keep this within these walls. Mia doesn’t intend any harm; it’s just her nature.”

“She doesn’t mean any harm, you say?” One of the ex-classmates scoffed. “First, it was you, her best friend, and now, her blood sister? Is she even human?”

“I doubt that.”

“Unbelievable.”

“No wonder she can’t show her face here.”

However, at that very moment, a voice echoed from the corridor. “Who says she can’t show her face here?”

All eyes turned immediately toward the corridor, and soon, Veronica Clifford entered the room. Right beside her was Mia Thompson.

They were all left speechless.

“What are you doing here?”

“How dare you show up? Who invited you?”

“You think dressing up… with all that makeup, will make us forget your shameless behavior?”

Mia found herself bombarded with hostile questions.

With Martha facing away from the entrance, she had no idea whom her mates were referring to. So, she turned to look at the person.

Seeing Mia, she immediately sprung to her feet, horror crossing her face. What was the wench doing there?

“Mi-Mia…” she stammered, her heart skipping a beat.

Hurrying around her chair to the girl’s side, she asked, “What are you doing here? You said you weren’t coming.”

Mia was also surprised to see her best friend at the event. She recalled her saying she was unwell. “How come-what about you?”

Martha was momentarily speechless. She chuckled nervously. “You see, I suddenly got a little strength and decided to come. It wouldn’t be nice to miss the get-together.”

“Ah…I see.” Mia nodded thoughtfully. “Well, that’s a relief. It’s nice to see you here.” She beamed with smiles.

“Same here.” Martha reciprocated her smile with a forced one.

It wasn’t until now that she observed Mia’s dress. The girl was adorned in an opulent, peach floor-length gown featuring intricate lace and shimmering sequins. A string of pearls graced her neck, complementing the elegance of her ensemble. Every detail, from her polished black heels to the delicate embroidery, reflected a timeless and sophisticated style.

And she was wearing light makeup… Mia wasn’t one who fancied such things. Martha’s eyes narrowed.

Behind her, the onlooking ex-classmates fumed.

“Martha, will you ever listen? Stay away from that girl!”

“You’re too good for her.”

Martha turned and swiftly placed her index finger against her lips, signaling for them to keep quiet.

“Martha, can you explain what they’re talking about?” It was Veronica who spoke this time, gazing sternly at the girl.

Martha’s eyes darted to Veronica’s face, catching sight of her pearl earrings. She quickly glanced between Veronica and Mia, realizing they were wearing the same earrings and had their hair styled in identical neat messy buns.

Her gaze trailed down, and she saw that they were also wearing the same shoe brand, carrying the same handbag model… Everything matched, except their outfits.

When did they get so close? Last she knew, Veronica hated Mia’s gut. How come? How did this happen without her knowledge? Martha’s mind was thrown into a frenzy.

“Huh, Martha? You haven’t answered my question.” Veronica snapped her fingers in her face, causing her to jolt back to life.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Before Martha could respond, someone cut in from behind her. “Veronica, you better stay away from that shameless girl, unless you want the same thing to end up happening to you too!”

Veronica’s head tilted and her brows furrowed. “Shameless? Same thing? What thing? Kindly elaborate.”

“Hmm, that’s not it. Don’t listen to them. It’s-” Before Martha could finish her sentence, she was interrupted.

“Martha, stop trying to defend her like always. It’s high time you dumped her as your friend. She’s not worth it.”

“Someone who almost snatched your boyfriend… And her sister’s…”

“Which sister are you talking about?” Right at this moment, Vivian walked in and came to a halt beside Mia.

“Ah, Vivian. Thank goodness you’re here. Share with Veronica about how Mia tried to steal your boyfriend.”

Vivian frowned immediately. “What boyfriend? I don’t have one.”

“Aish. You’re trying to cover up for her because she’s your sister. I understand, but she isn’t worth it..”

Vivian interjected, “I don’t quite understand you. Where did you hear that from? I don’t have a boyfriend, and that’s the truth. Do you know me better than I know myself?

Always try to get your facts right. Also, I don’t appreciate you referring to my sister as something or someone she’s not,” she scowled.

A heavy silence engulfed the room, shrouding everyone in confusion.

“But Martha told us that…”

“Martha, elaborate on what you shared earlier. Didn’t you mention Mia supposedly taking her sister’s man?”

“Yeah. Speak up.”

Martha’s hands clenched into fists at her sides, and her gaze remained fixed on the floor, struggling to articulate her thoughts.

What was there to say? Who knew that the stupid sisters would appear tonight and disrupt her plans. What were they trying to do-make her a liar in front of the kids? Never! She would rather remain silent than retract her words.

“Say something, Martha.” Confusion gripped the room as the girl seemingly turned deaf and mute.

Veronica erupted into sudden laughter, taking them off guard. “No need to stress, y’all. She won’t speak because she’s a colossal liar! She’s been deceiving us since our school days.”

“What?” Further confusion spread through the room.

“Veronica!” Martha was hurt. “How can you say that? I have no reason to lie-”

“Then defend yourself. Did you tell them Mia stole Vivian’s boyfriend?!”

“That’s…” Martha bit her lip irritably.

What was Veronica’s business? She never used to be like this. She was always supporting her in the past, how come she…

Veronica scoffed coldly. “Alright, I’ll help you.”

“Come in,” she called over her shoulder.

In that instant, someone entered the room.

Upon recognizing the girl, gasps filled the air from everyone present.