<h4>Chapter 2183: Chapter 2177: Keep an Eye on Your Own Business</h4>


    "Indeed, she’s certainly better than Reba Kelloway."


    "Some people think too highly of themselves, as if no one can surpass them. It seems like she’s brought down a peg now. The neer is prettier and from a better family, what does she even have left to be superior about?"


    When Reba heard these whispers, her face turned green with anger.


    Gazing at Joanna Lawrence and Ashton Heath, their fingers intertwined intimately as they stepped into the hall, and the mocking eyes all around them, she felt as though she had been pped hard across the face.


    She felt like everyone wasughing at her.


    They all knew how much she liked Ashton Heath in the past.


    And they all knew about her unrequited affection for him for many years.


    Everyone knew that Ashton didn’t reciprocate her feelings and in fact, rejected her.


    Now, Ashton had shown up with Ms. Joanna Lawrence at such an event.


    Undoubtedly, it was like receiving a p in her face.


    With his actions, he was making it clear to everyone how little he thought of Reba.


    Reba clenched her fists, her gaze full of hatred towards Joanna.


    She noticed the men in the hall whose gazes were filled with admiration and fascination.


    They were all looking at Joanna.


    Just a moment ago, those eyes were on her.


    But with Joanna’s arrival, all the limelight that belonged to her had been snatched away.


    Ms. Reba of the Kelloway family was no longer the center of attention.


    Noticing Joanna and Ashton’s arrival, Yannick Luther decisively left Reba to greet them.


    *


    "Ashton, sister-inw," Yannick Luther managed to squeeze his way through the crowd to Joanna and Ashton, greeting them with his usual sweetly obedient behavior.


    Without waiting for any response, he turned his long and peach-shaped eyes towards Joanna, giving her a once-over.


    Then he sighed with admiration: "Sister-inw, that dress is stunning. And so is your figure. Ashton is truly a fortunate man, I’m so envious of him."


    Before he could finish, he got a kick in his shin.


    "Ouch, Ashton, what are you doing?" Yannick Luther whimpered in pain after the kick.


    "Control your eyes," Ashton narrowed his eyes, his aura cold and intimidating, "Look around anymore, and I’ll gouge your eyes out."


    "Holy hell."


    Yannick bent over to rub the spot where he had been kicked, then looked up, his face full of frustration: "Ashton, you must have been a pot of vinegar in your previous life. I haven’t done anything, did I? I just praised how beautiful sister-inw looks today. Is there something wrong in praising your wife’s beauty?"


    "Am I supposed to say that sister-inw doesn’t look good rather than praising her?"


    "Sister-inw, you should control Ashton. I feel so wronged." Yannick turned to Joanna, looking ever so pitiful, "Only you can tolerate Ashton’s temper. I had no idea he was so jealous, even from his own brother. Isn’t it a bit too much?"


    "My leg hurts so bad. Did Ashton break my leg? Ah, it really hurts." Yannick began to put on an exaggerated show of pain.


    Joanna: "..."


    Yannick really is a clown.


    Every time she saw him, he always made herugh.


    Seeing him throw such a dramatic tantrum, Joanna yed along by lightly punching Ashton: "Why are you bullying Yannick? We’re in public, you should at least give him some face."


    "Exactly, exactly. Ashton, you’re disrespecting me. Even if you wanted to kick me, couldn’t you wait until there were fewer people around?" Yannick muttered unhappily.