Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 275: Don’t Listen to Her Nonsense

Chapter 275: Don’t Listen to Her Nonsense

Ella forced an awkward smile. "Thank you, Mr. Scott. But, Chloe, I forgot to mention—I can swim. Eric taught me."

Chloe’s eyes sparkled with envy. "Of course, you’re always the lucky one. Come on, let’s get you changed!"

Chloe quickly signaled a nearby waiter to inform the manager and have a new dress sent for Ella in her size.

Ella felt uncomfortable in her soaked dress, especially with the leering eyes of certain men around her. She could sense their gazes and was tempted to slap a few of them across the face. These men, despite their suits and polished appearances, couldn’t hide their lustful nature.

Ella and Chloe left the area, and fortunately, Ella’s bodyguards had spare clothes in the car, sparing them any further inconvenience.

Mason raised an eyebrow, feeling a slight sting of annoyance. Hadn’t he just won Chloe’s heart? Why had she suddenly forgotten about him in her panic?

A waiter respectfully approached Mason, guiding him to the changing room to switch into dry clothes.

In the lounge, Ella and Chloe were chatting when a dress was delivered, but the person bringing it was none other than Rachel.

Ella furrowed her brow slightly, surprised to see Rachel here. However, she chose not to comment and focused on getting changed quickly.

Once Ella left, Rachel turned her gaze to Chloe, noticing the concern in her eyes as she watched Ella’s retreating figure. Rachel let out a cold chuckle.

This wretched girl, she thought, how lucky she is—dating a rich, handsome guy and befriending the daughter of the Carter Group’s CEO. Envy and hatred bubbled inside Rachel.

"Ms. Carter, actually, I’m a classmate of Ella’s. You probably don’t know me," Rachel said quietly.

Chloe, unfamiliar with Rachel, looked a bit puzzled. "Oh, really? Then why wasn’t Ella very warm toward you earlier?" she asked, recalling Ella’s indifferent glance at Rachel.

Even Chloe, naive as she was, could sense that Rachel wasn’t someone Ella liked.

Rachel gave a small smile. "Well, there was a misunderstanding between us before, so she doesn’t talk to me much anymore. But there’s something I wanted to tell you..."

Chloe’s large, pretty eyes widened with curiosity. "What do you want to say?"

Rachel’s expression grew serious. "Is Scott your boyfriend?"

"Yes!" Chloe beamed, excitement surging as she thought about Mason’s recent confession.

"But I saw Scott so anxious when he jumped in to save Ella. I think... he actually has feelings for her. He might just be using you to make her jealous," Rachel whispered.

Chloe’s face darkened. "That’s nonsense!"

"And... didn’t Ella say she could swim? She’s usually pretty sharp, so how could she accidentally fall into the pool like that? The waiter didn’t push her—so, did she jump in herself? Otherwise, why wouldn’t she hold the waiter accountable? Maybe she did it on purpose, to test if Mason would be worried about her and to see how sincere his feelings are!"

Rachel’s voice remained low, but her words were sharp, her eyes gleaming with malice. "Anyway, that’s all I wanted to say. Believe me or not, it’s up to you."

Chloe was left stunned.

She had been so worried earlier that she hadn’t even considered this possibility!

But now that Rachel had pointed it out, Chloe was frozen in place. Ella was always sharp, especially when dealing with jerks. How could she have fallen into the pool so clumsily?

Could it really have been on purpose?

Just as Chloe was deep in thought, the dressing room door swung open.

Ella stepped out wearing a deep red evening gown, the plunging neckline accentuating her stunning figure. She looked even more breathtaking than before.

"Rachel, you weren’t badmouthing me, were you?" Ella asked coldly, noticing Chloe’s dazed expression.

Rachel quickly shook her head, "Of course not! I wouldn’t dare say anything bad about you."

Ella snorted, handing the wet dress to Rachel. "Get this cleaned and dried, and bring it back to me in an hour."

Rachel obediently took the dress and left, all while pretending to be respectful.

Ella gently patted Chloe’s shoulder, snapping her back to reality.

"Don’t listen to that two-faced’s nonsense," Ella warned. "But... I really don’t trust Mason. He’s known for switching women like clothes when he’s abroad. You should prepare yourself."

Chloe took a deep breath and nodded. "Ella... I know he likes you, and I know that. But I just wanted to experience what it’s like to be doted on by a handsome guy. I couldn’t help but fall for him too. I know I might get hurt, but sometimes with love, you can’t help but crash into the wall before you learn."

Ella frowned. "I’m not worried about you crashing into a wall; I’m worried you’ll crash into an iron wall."

Chloe giggled, quickly returning to her usual carefree and clueless self. "Alright, now that you’ve changed, let’s head back out. I’ll introduce you to some top-shelf foreign wines. Once you’re married to Eric, you’ll need to know these things for all those fancy events!"

Ella remained speechless.

She was already Mrs. Nelson, thank you very much.

In her previous life, Ella had never been much of a drinker, and with Robert’s stingy ways, there were never any fine wines at home. This was an area where she could definitely use some learning.

As she followed Chloe around the event, Ella largely ignored Mason, even though he was still present. She figured once Eric returned, she’d deal with the situation and find a way to make Mason back off and leave Country S on his own.

Later, Rachel returned to Ella with her dress, now cleaned and dried.

After taking her dress, Ella headed back to the dressing room to change. Meanwhile, one of the wealthy young men had taken a liking to Rachel and invited her out for a late-night snack, which she happily accepted.

Once Ella was done changing, she stepped outside and found Leah standing there, smiling at her.

So, Leah was getting restless again. Was she about to start trouble?

"Ella, I heard you fell in the pool earlier. I was on the phone with a friend at the time. Are you alright?" Leah asked, her face full of fake concern.

Ella chuckled lightly. "Miss Carter, can’t you see? If I were hurt, would I be standing here in front of you?"

Leah’s smile faltered slightly, though she maintained her composure.

"Ella, my grandmother really wants to meet you. How about we have dinner together sometime?"

Without even glancing at Leah, Ella adjusted her hair. "Oh, and how did Old Mr. Carter like the gift Eric and I sent him last time?"

Leah’s face tensed at the mention of the previous incident, barely suppressing her frustration. "Ella, that gift was a bit much. My grandfather was really upset..."

"Upset? He was upset because I called him out, wasn’t he?" Ella arched her brow coldly. "He seemed pretty happy that night, considering he forgot his own daughter’s death anniversary and threw a big party instead."

Ella’s tone was cutting as she added, "The Carter family is truly disgusting. Miss Carter, please do me a favor and stay out of my sight."