AFTER BREAKUP MY FIANCEE BECOMES BEAUTIFUL, VOLUME 9 - Season 11 Episode 41

Brenda hadn’t changed much. She merely looked more mature now, which made her even more charming and alluring. Dressed in a short red formal dress, her hips twisted from side to side when she walked, forming a sensual and alluring sight.

The moment she entered, she attracted everyone’s gaze.

Her lips curled into a smile. However, when her gaze flitted past Solo, she avoided his eyes slightly. Then, she went up to Nora with a smile and said, “Happy 18th birthday, Nora!”

Nora: “…”

She glanced at Solo quietly and then yawned and said, “Yeah, thanks. Justin is looking for me. You guys go ahead and chat.”

Then, she turned and left.

Brenda hurriedly followed after her. “Hey, Nora. It’s been more than two months since we last met. Don’t you miss me?”

“Nope, but someone else does,” replied Nora.

As soon as she said that, an aggrieved Solo followed Brenda at the side. He looked at her innocently and said, “Brenny, I miss you so much. Where were you the last two months?”

Brenda rolled her eyes. “You’re simply so… We’ve already broken up. Why are you still saying such mushy things?”

“I didn’t agree to it…”

“Even so, we’ve still broken up. If you pester me any further, you’ll become a huge nuisance.”

After speaking, Brenda’s gaze swept across everyone in the room. Then, she sighed and said, “I thought there would be at least a few hotties at your birthday party, Nora, but they are all people I know. It’s not going to be easy for me to hit on them!”

“…”

Nora hesitated for a moment. Her gaze also swept across the people in the room, eventually stopping when she spotted Morris Ford. She said, “I think Captain Ford is still single.”

Brenda’s eyes lit up. “Captain Ford is strong and muscular. He’s much better than a certain somebody’s tiny weak-a*s physique. What a pity that I still haven’t had a taste of it.

“…”

After so many years of friendship, Nora now understood Brenda very well. The woman just liked mouthing off. She said awfully lascivious things, but she didn’t have the guts to act on her words at all.

She didn’t pay any more attention to the two of them but walked off to the side instead.

A well-behaved Philip Coleman was currently following after Iris at the back. Both of them had gotten on in years, and Philip had finally become much more at peace.

As he followed after Iris, he said, “Um, Iris. It’s my birthday next month. Can you come for the celebration?”

Iris was gentle but firm as she answered, “It’s too far. I’m not going.”

“… But I’m hosting the birthday party right here in New York!”

Iris: “…”

Philip sighed and said, “I know I went overboard in the past, and I’ve really reflected on my mistakes. Besides, I don’t have a successor to my Imperial League account yet. How about… I mean, look at how outstanding Cherry, Pete, and Xander are. It doesn’t make sense if they don’t have accounts in there, right?”

Iris: “…”

The man might have claimed that he had changed, but he could never resist attempting to bribe people with benefits.

She was about to reply when a voice reached them. “It’s fine, they already have accounts, thanks.”

Given that Justin was King, the boss of the Imperial League, how could the three little guys possibly not have accounts in there?

Joel’s account had been passed on to the Smiths.

Nora’s “cat” account would be Cherry’s in the future.

Xander was already slated to be the next King, so the only one left without an account was Pete. However, they could just add him to the group later.

To join the Imperial League, one must obtain recommendations from three members… Alternatively, King could directly add them to the group, too.

No matter which method it was, there wouldn’t be a problem.

Philip: “…”

He couldn’t help but glance at Nora. He heaved a quiet sigh and asked, “Will you come to my birthday party next month?”

Iris: “…”

Philip lowered his head and sighed. “I don’t have children and I have already aged. I’m already in my fifties this year, and my nephews have started to eye my position… I don’t have anyone who truly cares for me by my side anymore…”

However, Iris cut him off. “You have a ton of girls willing to bear you children even at your age, don’t you?”

Philip paused.

Iris said seriously, “Once you age, you’ll find that it really is very lonely if you don’t have children. I already have grandchildren of my own, so I really am very content with my life now. But what about you? At my age, I can’t conceive anymore. You should look for a young woman instead.”

To be honest, this was also part of the reason she had been rejecting Philip’s requests to reconcile all these years.

However, Philip’s expression darkened. “Those women are only interested in my money. Is there any point in a life like that?! I’d rather die old and alone than have a wife and kids like that.”

At the bottom of it all, the man was still the same as before.

Iris looked at him. “Why do you insist on doing that to yourself?”

Philip looked back at her. “Then what about you? You have been living your entire life for your mother, your son, and now your grandchildren. When are you ever going to live for yourself? We are already approaching our sixties. Iris, ask yourself this—do you really not love me at all?”

“…”

Iris fell silent.

Seeing her reaction, Nora knew at once that Iris still had feelings for Philip.

It was just that everything that had happened in the past had eroded her passion.

She took a couple of steps back, thinking to herself that there was still a possibility of reconciliation between the two.

But when she turned her head, she saw two unfamiliar faces staring at her. Puzzled, Nora raised her brows. However, when she saw the cameras in their hands, she suddenly realized that they were reporters.

After keeping quiet for half a day, the reporters had reached their limit. In their opinion, Mrs. Hunt was likely the most easy-going person in the room. After all, among all the big bosses in there, she was the most down-to-earth.

Thus, they asked, “Mrs. Hunt, these people… Why are they so polite to you?”

Nora: “?”