"Romeo must have brought you here to provoke Serena, knowing well that the McMillian family and the Collins family are on good terms. Hence, the Collins’ household staff wouldn’t dare to stop Romeo—let alone you."
"And to think you had the audacity to come in, enjoying the tea and cupcakes served by the Collins’ servants, while flirting with Serena’s fiancé! Shameless! You have no decency!"
"This is my home, and Romeo is my fiancé," Rosemary lifted her lazy gaze. "Aren’t you supposed to be Serena’s best friend? Didn’t she tell you?"
On hearing this, those rich girls were stunned for a moment before bursting into laughter.
"This is your home? You even have the nerve to tell such a lie? I’ve seen shameless people before, but never someone as brazen as you! Your audacity is thicker than the walls of this mansion!"
"It’s a well-known fact that the Collins family and the McMillian family are betrothed. How dare you claim that Romeo is your fiancé? Are you ignoring the fact that these two families are engaged?"
"The engagement still stands."
Suddenly, a magnetic voice resonated from a distance.
Those ladies turned to see Serena’s brother—Hunter Collins!
There he was, dignified and composed, striding towards them.
"Hunter, it’s good that you’re here. Someone is blatantly claiming this as her home! Come and make a judgment."
"She even says that Romeo is her fiancé!"
"I’ve seen shameless people, but never someone this brazen. You should have her thrown out!"
"No, she deserves to be taught a lesson to understand the consequences of lying!"
Those ladies were confident that with Hunter’s arrival, Rosemary’s end was near. They were eager to see her humiliated.
But to their surprise, the usually cold and stern Hunter suddenly called out warmly, "Rose."
Before they could react, they heard Rosemary obediently respond, "Hunter, what brings you here?"
"I heard there was some trouble at home, so I came to check."
Those ladies were dumbfounded, completely clueless about the situation.
Why was Rosemary calling Hunter so intimately?
And why was Hunter being so gentle with her?
"What were you saying about my sister just now?"
As Hunter looked at the girls, his gaze was as cold and indifferent as ever.
The girls were speechless, and in a daze, they stuttered, "She, she, she is?"
"My sister. Rosemary Collins—my real sister."
On hearing Rosemary’s surname, coupled with Hunter’s final words, the girls were stunned.
How could this girl possibly be Hunter’s biological sister?
Didn’t the Collins family only have one daughter, Serena?
When did they have another daughter?
But Hunter, with his status and reputation, couldn’t possibly lie.
If what he said was true, then Serena must be aware of this girl’s existence.
But Serena had never mentioned this girl at all.
It was as if she were a stranger.
What on earth was going on?
"Sylvia, did Serena ever mention anything to you?"
"Hunter, if this girl is your sister, then she must be Serena’s—?"
"Sister."
"Said what?"
"So, Rosemary is the true heiress. She’s the one Romeo is engaged to, not Serena. If Serena knew this all along, why did she claim that she was the one who rejected Romeo?"
The ladies couldn’t believe that Serena could tell such a big lie. Was it all for her vanity?
"She wasn’t like this before. She was so innocent and kind-hearted. How could she lie to us?"
"I still can’t believe it."
"She said being with Romeo would place her under a microscope, and she didn’t want to live her life like that."
"She said Rosemary was just a temporary flame that Romeo found to provoke her—to make her change her mind."
"It’s all fake. Serena lied to me."
"She lied to all of us!"
Romeo had known that Hunter was home. He had been watching as the girls confronted Rosemary.
Seeing how things had turned out, Romeo walked over to Rosemary, his arm around her slim waist.
"There was never any romantic relationship between Serena and me. Before Rose returned, I rarely interacted with her. Even if Rose hadn’t come back, I would never date Serena."
Nothing could be more shocking than hearing Romeo himself debunk the rumors.
So Serena’s claim—that Romeo was infatuated with her and unwilling to break up—was all a lie.
"So, she didn’t threaten to cut off all contact with you if you didn’t break up with her?" Sylvia, clinging onto the last thread of hope, asked. "Did she?"
"We were never in a relationship, so how could we break up?"
With this confirmation, the ladies felt their spirits deflate. They couldn’t believe that Serena was capable of such deceit.
They had known each other for so many years and considered each other as sisters.
But Serena had lied to them.

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