“Then you should go find him, not me. Miss Powell, if you want to be Waylen's wife, you should be fawning on him. If you want me to back off, then let me tell you, I won't tolerate other women pestering my husband."

Ruth's face darkened.

She didn't expect that the delicate, fragile-looking woman in front of her was actually quite shrewd.

Rena maintained her composure, looking at Rush as though the Latter was nothing but a pesky fly.

Ruth bit her lip, realizing that she had severely underestimated this woman.

Rena raised her head to meet the gaze of the girl in front of her.

No one would be delighted to see that someone deliberately underwent plastic surgery to look like her and to seduce her husband, even going so far as to flaunt herself in front of the media with this fake face.

She had connived in Ruth's presumptuous provocation

Rena nonchalantly took out a document from the drawer of the tea table and tossed it in front of Ruth.

“Look at this, and then maybe you'll correct your attitude towards me."

The expression on Ruth's face froze as soon as her gaze Landed on the document in front of her.

Hesitant, she gingerly picked up the document and flipped through it.

It turned out to be a report outlining all of her previous unsavory deeds.

As a freshman in college, she had dated two different men at the same time— one of whom was married!

Her love affairs were disclosed and her boyfriend beat her, which caused her to be hospitalized. As a result of her injuries, she became infertile, and the married man only gave her an apartment as compensation.

This year, she had signed a contract with Aline's company.

According to Aline's instructions, she changed her face to look like Rena.

ALL the color drained from Ruth's fake face. In a quivering voice, she cried, "Mrs. Fowle!

Rena leisurely finished her coffee.

"If I release these documents, your career will be over. I don't think a budding young actress like yourself would want to be ruined by your. inappropriate ambition, right?"

Ruth bit her Lower Lip and finally surrendered.

"Mrs. Fowler, I promise I won't bother your husband ever again! Last night, I went to him hoping something would happen, but Mr. Fowler didn't even let me into his room!"