As expected, the onlookers instantly turned their hostility on Sheryl.
This fake heiress had not only taken someone else's parents and betrothed herself, but also caused the real heiress to suffer in exile.
People found that kind of person inherently detestable.
Gareth tried to protest, "Don't listen to her nonsense. Sheryl's innocent—she's the pitiful one. Everything that had once been hers was taken away. How could she not be heartbroken?"
Someone nearby sneered. "This is some kind of twisted logic that you only see in soap operas."
At that, the crowd burst out laughing.
The person added, "Is this guy trying to say the real heiress only lost parents and wealth, while the fake one lost things that never belonged to her in the first place?"
The laughter grew even louder.
Gareth flushed with embarrassment at those words. Sheryl hadn't expected the crowd to be so hostile, either.
She fled in tears, but not before she spat out, "You guys are unreasonable!"
Gareth hurried after her. "Sheryl, wait for me!"
Watching them go, a wicked smile appeared on Valerie's face.
Taking advantage of the moment, she secretly popped two pins from her pen and flicked them toward the pair.
As the couple ran in a panic, they suddenly stumbled and fell face-first to the ground.
The crowd didn't pity them. Instead, they laughed uproariously at the spectacle.
Lucinda glanced at Valerie as if to ask if it was her doing.
Valerie merely answered with a conspiratorial look, making it evident that Lucinda was right.
They exchanged a smile. Their tacit understanding of each other needed no words.
The lobby manager, fearing trouble, quickly ordered staff to help the two up and asked if they wanted an ambulance.



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