Chapter 493 It's Enviable

Every single word Jessie said rubbed Tilda the wrong way.

Heh. She really is Kyla's sister. The two of them are like carbon copies in their hypocritical attitude. Who's she kidding, acting all innocent and childlike?

Honestly, I’d love to just slap her across the face right now. Thinking of what she had to do next, Tilda had no choice but to force down her anger. "Of course not… Actually, I have a little sister around your age too."

As Tilda said this, her tone suddenly turned melancholy. Megan's heart skipped a beat.

Jessie blurted out, “Wait… you’re not talking about the Jensens’ fake heiress Kyla, are you?”

That whole scandal had blown up all over the internet. Jessie was familiar with every detail about Tilda cutting ties with the Jensens over Kyla. She loved it. This real-life drama in a rich family was way more exciting than any TV show. According to her, are there secrets behind the whole thing? she thought.

"Fake heiress? No, she's the real deal. The Jensens treat her like family.

"I'm out of the picture now, and she's the only one they recognize. She gets all their love.

"She has everything. Her parents and brothers shower her with gifts every season and holiday. All those limited-edition designer bags, clothes, shoes… she could fill a room the size of a few thousand square feet.

"Her allowance never drops below hundreds of thousands—she rakes in millions—probably has no idea how much. During the holidays, she…"

"She's always had the best–best home, best life, best education, grew up with all the rich girls, lived in luxury, and most importantly, she’s loved by her family.

"Compared to me—the real daughter who was lost for 19 years—her life is so much brighter. It's so enviable, doesn’t it?"

What? The Jensens actually treat Kyla that well?

Jessie's envy practically burned through her. "That's… that's insane!"

Even back when her own family abroad was rich and her dad still spoiled her, her monthly allowance was capped at tens of thousands of dollars at best. If Jessie bought a designer bag, some dresses, or jewelry, that was all gone. And as for limited-edition or custom luxury gifts, she'd only ever heard about those. Even for her birthday, the birthday allowance only came to a few hundred thousand.

We're both daughters. She was even adopted from an orphanage. How did she get that lucky to end up with a bunch of idiots like the Jensens?

They have no blood ties, but they spoil her rotten? That is insane luck. Anyone would be jealous.

"Yeah, sounds… pretty enviable, doesn't it?"

Tilda said this while glancing at Megan. She noticed Megan looked completely different than when she first walked in. Before, Tilda hadn't been totally sure if Megan knew Kyla was her own abandoned daughter.

But now… she was sure of it. Otherwise, Megan wouldn't have reacted so strongly to Kyla's name.

The rest of the meal tasted great to Tilda. Megan and Jessie, though, completely lost their appetites. All because Tilda had brought up one person—Kyla.

Megan was unsettled, knowing her own daughter was living such a good life. Jessie, on the other hand, just couldn't get over her jealousy. Kyla, just an adopted daughter,

lived better than she ever had as the real heiress. How was that fair?

After they finished eating, Jessie said she had things to do and left early. That left Megan and Tilda in the room.

Megan tried to compose herself. "Sorry… Tilda, my daughter just acts like that. Hope you’re not offended."

"It's fine. That's just how young people are these days. I get it."

"But Mrs. Walsh, I heard your husband's company hasn't been doing so well lately?"

Megan stiffened and forced a laugh. "Ah… Tilda, where'd you hear that? Of course everything's fine!"

"That's good, then. Just something I heard, that’s all."

"Well, thanks for the meal. I had a great time. Goodbye."

Tilda stood up as she spoke. Megan quickly added, "Leaving already, Tilda? Won’t you stay a bit longer?"

"No, I've got some things to take care of. Too bad I didn't get to meet your husband… Maybe next time.

"Is your husband still on his way? Tell him not to rush. We're already done eating."

The mention of her husband made Megan's face cloud over again. "Sorry, he said he'd be here, but something came up at work. I really apologize…"

"It's fine, don't worry about it. Work comes first."

Tilda replied, sounding totally understanding.

But her eyes sparkled with amusement.

The bait was set.

Now she just had to wait for Megan and her precious daughter… to bite.