Remorse After Breaking Up

“Huh? You want to be the Supreme’s wife?”

Sebastian couldn’t help but smirk at the irony. He wondered how Jenny would react if she knew that the man she had just annulled her engagement with was, in fact, the Supreme One himself.

“That’s right! I’m the best in class when it comes to appearance, stature, or family line. Once I meet the Supreme One, I’m certain he’ll be charmed by me,” Jenny said confidently. While she certainly had reason to be proud, she tended to overestimate herself.

“But didn’t you hear the rumor that the Supreme One is an old and ugly man? Can you imagine him on top of you?” Sebastian spoke mockingly.

The mental image of being dominated by a grizzled old man sent a shiver down Jenny’s spine.

However, she quickly composed herself and retorted, “Looks are irrelevant in a man; it’s his power that counts. Age matters even less.” This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Lyra nodded in agreement. “Ms. Cadwell is right. The Supreme One’s formidable power and awe– inspiring presence make any superficial qualities like age and looks seem trivial. Any woman who becomes his wife would be the envy of others.”

Unable to contain himself, Sebastian burst into laughter.

“What are you laughing at?” Jenny snapped.

“It’s nothing. I’m just reminding you out of respect for Aunt Lucy. You had better not get your hopes up too high. The higher the hope, the greater the disappointment,” Sebastian said.

“Shut up! My wishes will certainly come true!

“You may not know this, but the Cadwell family has already received an invitation to the supreme banquet, and it’s not just any invitation–it’s a VIP invitation. Do you know what that means?” Jenny retorted proudly.

Lyra looked on with envy as she said, “Ms. Cadwell, you’re truly remarkable. As far as I know, invitations to the supreme banquet are incredibly rare, with no more than 50 issued.

“Getting one is extremely difficult To date, not a single family in Ravenview City has received an invitation.”

Jenny stood tall, and her voice tinged with pride as she replied, “Exactly! Only the elite receive invitations to the supreme banquet. It’s a symbol of status and standing.

“And there are two types of invitations. Most receive the standard one, but my family’s invitation is one of only ten VIP invitations!”

The Smiths all looked on with envy. Ever since the news of the supreme banquet had spread, they had tried everything to secure an invitation, but to no avail.

Meanwhile, Jenny not only had an invitation but a VIP one, highlighting a stark difference in their statuses.

Jenny turned to Sebastian with a smug expression. “There are only ten VIP invitations. To receive one means not only being an elite but also being favored by the Supreme One himself.

“I’ve figured it out. The Supreme One must have taken a liking to me. So, you see, the likelihood of me becoming the Supreme’s wife is extremely high.”

Sebastian was speechless. He had tasked Natalie with sending a VIP invitation to the Cadwells as a gesture of goodwill to Lucy. He had never imagined Jenny would misinterpret his intentions.

Yet, he chose not to clarify the misunderstanding; allowing her to indulge in her fantasies seemed harmless enough.

Jenny continued sternly, “Sebastian, I’ve shared all of this to make it clear that I’m destined to be the Supreme’s wife. You must not harbor any ill intentions toward me, and you definitely mustn’t breathe a word about our past engagement to anyone.”

Sebastian replied dryly, “Rest assured, I’m not interested.”

“Good. There’s something else you ought to know–the Zatch family’s island has been located,” Jenny announced.