Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss
Chapter 1351 - Chapter 1351 Chapter 1323 Who Loses Pays the Bill

Chapter 1351: Chapter 1323: Who Loses Pays the Bill Chapter 1351: Chapter 1323: Who Loses Pays the Bill Kiara noticed that Galen was eager to please the men at the table but remained aloof towards Ava, and if one didn’t know his background, it would be hard to imagine the vast disparity between their family histories. It was this overwhelming feeling of being overshadowed that had damaged Ava’s self-esteem and confidence.

“Kiara, you study Psychology, don’t you?” Susi spoke up when she felt the time was right.

“Yes, that’s right.”

“So have you studied how choice of spouse can affect personality?” Susi and Kiara had arranged this question in advance.

Ava wasn’t paying attention to the dinner at this point; she was in great discomfort. The man was still the same, but he felt totally different. Before, when she looked at Galen, she thought he was like a lotus, unsoiled by the mud, full of ideals and aspirations, a man of integrity. But after hearing Kiara’s words, all that beauty seemed to be cast in shadow, and she felt vague and disinterested in everything, her gaze empty.

So when Susi asked Kiara, Ava looked at Kiara with unfocused eyes.

Kiara picked up her water glass and sipped it elegantly. Mario saw this and thought, tsk tsk, is my daughter-in-law about to start spouting mystical nonsense again?

“What if I told you I can read a woman’s face, would you believe me?”

Look, look! What did he say! Is this not the embodiment of mysticism, is it or is it not!

“Oh, face reading?” It was Galen who replied, feigning interest.

“Would you be able to read my face?”

Kiara didn’t even give him a glance but looked straight at Ava.

“Once a woman passes the age of 35, everything about her can be read from her face, whether her husband is good, her financial situation, it’s all clear at a glance.”

This statement brought a bit of clarity to Ava’s confusion, but she still didn’t understand why Mrs. Kiara would say such things to her.

“A good man doesn’t have to be built on the suppression of women. I won’t deny that some may use special tactics that indeed make a woman lose herself, perhaps even turning into someone with low self-esteem just to suit themselves, but what’s obtained is not love, it’s just an empty shell.”

When Kiara finished speaking, Galen’s face looked somewhat off.

Could it be that this woman had seen through everything?

“Take us at this table for instance, Ava, you could use your phone right now to take pictures of all of us, and come back more than a decade later and see. Although time might ravage our skin and we are no longer young, the feeling of happiness will remain unchanged, and I can say without boasting, assuming we all use the same skincare products, we might even look younger than you by then.”

People with a good mindset, who live comfortably, age slowly, whereas those who are constantly bogged down by trivial matters, living discontentedly and angrily every day, age quickly, and no amount of facemasks will help.

That’s why they say that at a certain age, life experiences are written on the face.

Ava couldn’t help but think about what she might look like in ten or more years.

Looking at the men here, although she didn’t know what Mario and Zoel did for a living, from their conversation and manner, it was clear they weren’t ordinary people. How these men treated their significant others at home, Ava didn’t know, but from what she could see, these men all respected their spouses.

It was as if after speaking with Kiara, Ava started to see things more clearly, picking up on issues from people’s looks that she hadn’t paid much attention to before.

“So discontent is written on the face…” Ava muttered to herself.

Mario was multitasking, keeping an eye on his drooling daughter in the stroller and peeling shrimp for Kiara, when he heard Ava and casually replied.

“Oh, that you should ask Galen, you must have seen a lot of discontented middle-aged women, right?”

Galen’s expression changed upon hearing this, and he immediately turned to look at Ava Vincent.

Usually, if such a situation arose, Ava Vincent would be the first to rush out and stand in front of him, confronting these people on his behalf.

But at this moment, Ava Vincent sat in her original place, head bowed without a display of what she was thinking.

When Galen stared for a few seconds and saw she wasn’t reacting, he felt a surge of dissatisfaction. Intending to say something to regain some face for himself, he caught sight of Mario Yuno laughing as he held a wooden chopstick in one hand, speaking to Wendy.

“Willa, do you want to see daddy perform a magic trick? Look, a whole chopstick, daddy just applies a little force–”

Crack!

“Ha ha, it turned into two broken chopsticks.”

Wendy giggled delightedly, but Galen could no longer laugh; breaking chopsticks is not difficult, but how much strength is needed to do it with one hand?

“Boring, after we get back I’ll show our daughter some brick splitting tricks. If I can’t smash four bricks with one punch, I’m sleeping on the sofa tonight,” Kiara added in a way that seemed to address the confusion in Galen’s heart.

Aka’s eyes sparkled as he watched the scene with the chopstick in his mouth, not understanding why Mrs. Kiara was targeting that pretty boy, but watching Mrs. Kiara pick fights was always so smooth and natural. It was so cool!

Zoel Cohen, standing by the side, felt quite displeased. After all, Aka was dating him, or was he dating Kiara?

Unsatisfied that his own limelight had been stolen, Zoel Cohen chimed in as well.

“How about after we finish eating, we find a place to spar a bit? Everyone here counts, let’s go one-on-one, whoever loses picks up the tab, how about that?”

“I’m sorry, I’m feeling a bit unwell, I must leave first. Ava Vincent, shall we go together?”

At this point, if one couldn’t understand who the comments were targeting, that would really be a problem with their head.

Galen saw Kiara’s sharp words, Mario Yuno poking at his sore spot, and Zoel Cohen raring to compete in fistfights. Whether it was a verbal or physical matchup, he was destined to be at a disadvantage. He couldn’t go on eating this meal.

With a darkened face, he called for Ava Vincent in a tone clearly conveying his dissatisfaction. He was somewhat disappointed with Ava Vincent’s behavior today and was planning to thoroughly “educate” her when they got back.

But Ava Vincent didn’t make a move, prompting Galen to ask again.

“Ava Vincent, let’s go!”

“She’s not going with you today. We sisters plan to play cards tonight. Of course, you are welcome to stay if you wish. It would be just fine–the men can spar a little. Don’t worry, I’ll tell them to pull their punches,” said Kiara with a smile that failed to reach her eyes.

“Yeah yeah, daughter-in-law, don’t worry, I’ll definitely be gentle. I won’t beat anyone to death. Even if someone gets a fracture or something, we can cover the medical expenses. That should be okay, right?” Manfield interjected.

Like hell it is!

This place was unbearable. Seeing that Ava Vincent wouldn’t budge and that each of these people was more troublesome than the last, there was no way Galen could stomach this feast anymore.

He found any excuse to make a quick getaway, for fear that if he lingered, someone might pull him over for a “spar.”

As soon as Galen left, Kiara looked at Mario Yuno with a smile, and resigned to his fate, Mario stood up and sighed, spreading his hands to everyone.

“Well, looks like I’ve got to play scout and gather intel for my daughter-in-law again. This is where all my skills are going these days.”

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