Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride-Chapter 666 - 662, didn’t you try the advice I gave you last time?

Regarding Nathan Moore’s wife, Mia Foster was quite curious about how weak a woman must be to tolerate her husband getting involved with her own sister. Upon hearing Nathan say so, she hurriedly asked, "Where is your wife? I’ll go and say hello."

Following the direction Nathan Moore pointed towards, just as she saw the lone figure in the food section, Felix Shaw pulled her away.

"Aren’t you ashamed enough?"

Initially, Felix only thought Mia Foster was confident and proud, even somewhat domineering, but now he realized that she was also sharp-tongued and harsh, not even sparing her own brother any face.

Felix had long strides, and Mia, in her high heels, had to jog along just to keep up as he forcefully led her forward.

"Felix, are you sick?! What’s there for me to be embarrassed about? If anyone should be embarrassed, it’s your good buddy, getting so cozy with his own aunt in front of so many people, not afraid of being the joke of the town..."

Mia rambled on behind Felix, who dismissed her concerns, "You don’t need to worry about that; people have made jokes about it long ago."

The particular situation of his elder brother was no secret in T-City; it was just that Mia Foster had recently returned to the country, hence her lack of awareness.

Felix took Mia along to greet a few business associates, exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Mia was planning to go back to the lounge to rest. Just when she was about to tell Felix, a woman in a bright red gown approached from the opposite direction.

Mia slightly squinted her eyes; if she remembered correctly, wasn’t this the same woman she encountered in front of the restaurant that night?

Watching the woman approach gracefully, she couldn’t help but scoff coldly, it seemed some people just couldn’t take a hint.

Originally wanting to rest for a bit, now she had lost all desire to do so. She wasn’t someone to be easily squashed, nor was it in her nature to back down from a fight.

"Felix," the woman reached them, completely ignoring Mia standing next to Felix, looking pitifully tearful and seemingly frail, but unfortunately, Mia saw no weakness in the woman’s face, rather she read her manipulativeness.

"Are you really getting engaged?"

"What do you think?"

Felix looked at the woman indifferently, hands pocketed in his suit, appearing somewhat impatient.

"Are you really that heartless," the woman’s tears flowed like tap water as she voiced her grievances, "don’t you care at all about the relationship we had,"

The woman reached out to grab Felix’s arm, which Mia blocked with a hand.

"Hey miss, it’s fine if you’re acting out a sad drama, but keep your hands to yourself. There are so many people watching, we wouldn’t want to cause any misunderstandings."

Unable to proceed as she wanted, the woman dropped her arms disgruntledly and glared at Mia while coldly retorting, "Who are you to interfere, when Felix and I were together, you weren’t even known which man you were moaning under!"

Mia Foster...

Have times changed too quickly, or is she too conservative? Is having an affair with another woman’s fiancé something to brag about?

Any rational woman would worry about such things being revealed and try to hide them, but this woman, as if fearing the world wouldn’t know, seemed eager to proclaim it everywhere.

Mia Foster was a rational and sensible woman, thus even when deliberately provoked by this woman in front of her, she wouldn’t falter and simply smiled and said.

"Miss, forgive me for being straightforward; since you and Felix had your fling and he dumped you afterward, it means you two weren’t a good match, perhaps it’s your lack of skills. How about it, did you ever try the advice I gave you last time? Since you’re so desperate for men, why not visit a nightclub and find a few more, don’t worry about the money, improve your skills, and I believe with your figure, you won’t take more than a year to earn a fortune."