Rebirth: The Ascent of a Socialite-Chapter 668 - 272: The Collapse of Everything
With eyes imbued with a crazed fixation, they stared down from above at the cruise ship at sea.
Since around seven in the morning, Wen Maixue had been standing atop the "Golden Coast" high-rise, gazing at the distant festive-looking wedding cruise ship on the sea.
Wen Maixue stood higher and could see farther than Su Ziceng, like now, she could overlook the entire Mo City. This city that had nurtured her for over twenty years seemed so insignificant from this vantage point.
"Su Ziceng, don’t be so smug," Wen Maixue walked towards the rooftop, the oppressiveness brought by a hundred-story building was self-evident. Yet, Wen Maixue wasn’t in the mood to feel frightened; she couldn’t let others gloat while she scrambled around in disgrace like a lost dog.
Wen Maixue took off her high heels, and step by step, she walked towards Sky; each step was so graceful and harmonious. She continued until she reached the edge of the hundred-story building, where the transparent sunshine dispersed all the floating clouds near the high-rise.
The high heels, shimmering with black light, were thrown down by Wen Maixue, who then burst into hysterical laughter: "Did you think I would commit suicide? No way."
She turned around and walked downstairs, calling over the Wen Family’s executive secretary, still commanding with the tone of a Wen Family helmsman: "I want you to present a grand gift at the wedding banquet of the Su and Hang families."
The Wen family was also invited to the wedding of the Su and Hang families, but Old Master Wen was not feeling well, and the young mistress and today’s bride, Miss Su Ziceng, didn’t get along, so in the end the secretary followed Old Master Wen’s wishes and had Wen Zimu represent the Wen family there.
"Miss," the secretary carefully chose his words, as everyone in the Wen Family now knew that the relationship between Wen Zimu, the previous young mistress, and Old Master Wen had greatly softened, so within and outside the Wen Family, employees had quietly changed their address.
How could Wen Maixue not be aware of these tricks? She snorted, cursing these people in her heart for pandering, but she could not erupt just yet—at least she had to wait until the secretary had finished this task for her. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
"It was Wen Zimu who took it upon himself to represent the Wen family," Wen Maixue said resentfully, as long as she held the position of executive director of Wen Family operations for one more day, everyone in the Wen family had to respectfully address her as "Miss."
"This..." The secretary didn’t dare go against Wen Maixue’s wishes, he could only say: "But the Wen Family has already sent a gift, personally selected by Old Master Wen; it’s a very rare piece of Hainan agarwood."
"Who asked you to really send a gift? I want you to burn down Su Ziceng’s factory, burn it to the ground, leave nothing behind," Wen Maixue yelled as she threw all the documents on the table.
The secretary, hearing he was supposed to commit arson, became afraid; although he was an employee of the Wen Family, he didn’t have to risk imprisonment just because of a word from Wen Maixue. Moreover, seeing the mistress’s abnormal demeanor and behavior today, he was doubtful, thinking about whether to inform Old Master Wen about this matter.
His hesitation fueled Wen Maixue’s anger even more; she stepped forward and said sternly: "Do you not want this job anymore? I am ordering you to burn down that factory; I want to leave Su Ziceng with nothing."
Regardless of whether Old Master Wen agreed to Pello’s request to call off the engagement, Wen Maixue had no plans to compromise.
As she entered the "Golden Coast" that morning, the security guards looked at her with the same respect as before. In the eyes of most people, she was still that high-and-mighty young lady, but Wen Maixue knew her heart and body were already riddled with holes.
The scene where Orleans was knocked to death occasionally surfaced at the tip of her heart. Her hands couldn’t even firmly hold the steering wheel; under the influence of fear and guilt, she began to suffer from insomnia, and with Pello’s heartlessness, Wen Maixue knew she was not far from a breakdown.
The moment she stood alone on the rooftop, she felt an impulse to jump off. She wanted to use her own blood and hatred to plunge Su Ziceng and Pello into an endless abyss, cursing them.
However, she didn’t even have the courage to die. It turned out suicide was the most strenuous and courage-requiring act. After abandoning the idea of suicide, her hatred had nowhere to vent. She could and was unable to retaliate against Pello, so she could only lash out at who she considered the "root of evil," Su Ziceng.
