Spoiled my CEO husband after Rebirth

Chapter 82 What Coincidence, Sis!

After marking their attendance, Gwenda and the other two went to one of the break rooms backstage.

The moment they sat down, Hattie immediately tried to get some gossip from Gwenda. "Gwenda, was

that man your ex-boyfriend?"

Gwenda was on her phone and nodded casually. "Yeah."

"What a scumbag!"

Hattie grumbled with disgust, "He cheated on you first but still has the nerve to teach you a lesson?

Really got to hand it to that guy!"

"It's fine, just get used to it."

For Gwenda, Martin's actions were a familiar sight.

In her last life, she had seen more than her fair share of his ugly side.

So these were not surprising to her at all.

"So, it seems that Mr. Petit is the best."

Hattie said with a dreamy look, "He's handsome and rich, perfect like a prince from a fairy tale! No

normal guy can compare with him."

Hearing this, Gwenda was startled and she gave her assistant a sidelong glance. "Why did you bring

him up?"

"Well, I just suddenly thought of him."

Hattie grinned and leaned over. "Gwenda, has he come to see you recently?"

"Who gave you the courage to gossip about your boss's privacy?"

Gwenda glared at her.

"Sorry, sorry..."

Hattie immediately backed down.

Gwenda huffed lightly.

Nearby, Cecilia smiled faintly upon seeing this.

She never cared about Gwenda's personal life. Even after she found out about Gwenda's connection

with KG Entertainment, she never once questioned it.

She only needed to know that Gwenda would help her no matter the circumstances. As long as she

stood by her unconditionally, that was enough.

"Miss Kelly? It's time to move."

At this moment, the door opened and a staff member came in to notify Cecilia to begin preparations

backstage.

Gwenda naturally had to follow as she was the manager.

Leaving the break room, the three women stopped at the area directly behind the stage.

Cecilia left with the staff member while Gwenda and Hattie waited at one side.

Unfortunately, they were able to hear the gossiping staff members not far from their present location...

"Did you know? Something big happened today."

"What is it?"

"Mr. Morel was seen together with the other Miss Evans! They've officially publicised their relationship!"

"No way! Wasn't he with the eldest daughter before?"

"Who knows with these rich folks? Maybe it's because the eldest daughter has a bad temper and Mr.

Morel couldn't stand her, so he dumped her!"

"I think I've heard about this too. They say that the eldest daughter constantly causes trouble, so even

her father dislikes her."

"If that's the case, then it's no wonder why Mr. Morel would dump her. After all, men prefer gentle

women. If I were in Mr. Morel's shoes, I'd prefer the other Miss Evans too."

All these words wormed their way into Gwenda's ears.

Hattie heard them too and was furious. "Gwenda, they've gone too far. Talking about you behind your

back like that!"

"As long as people are around, there will be gossip. It's normal."

Gwenda's expression was impassive as she was not concerned with it.

"But..."

"It's alright, really. Why are you angrier than I am?"

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Hattie pursed her lips. "I just think that you don't deserve that! You're clearly not the kind of person they

say you are!"

Gwenda chuckled, "It's okay, it's already over. Don't lose your head over this. If they want to gossip, let

them. You don't have to mind it."

"You sure are tolerant, Gwenda."

"Nah, I'm not that tolerant..."

During their conversation, most of the gossiping staff had dispersed. One walked up to the two women

and said with a smile, "Miss Evans, everything is ready. The first song that will be played is Cecilia's."

Gwenda nodded and was about to say something when Gretchen's voice sounded once more. "Sis,

what a coincidence! You're here too."

Gwenda's eyes flashed with displeasure as her face turned cold in an instant.

"Sis?"

The staff present were shocked. The one that had spoken to Gwenda looked at her awkwardly.