“I’m telling you, a cheap woman like you doesn’t deserve Sebastian! You deserve the divorce! Shame on you!”
Ezra clapped his hands, laughing furiously, then turned his gaze toward Edmund, who shrank back, trembling from head to toe. “You’re with a loser. If I hadn’t shown up tonight, you and your girlfriends would’ve been ruined by Bull and his lackeys! You chose this useless coward over Sebastian?”
Ezra jabbed first at Hera, then at Edmund. “A bitch and a dog. A match made in heaven! You must’ve been blind! He can’t even compare to one of Sebastian’s toes, yet you chose him?
“Haha, sure! You’re digging your own grave! No one’s stopping you! Now get lost! This place doesn’t welcome brainless women like you!”
After cursing her out, he felt satisfied and turned to leave.
Unexpectedly, Hera, her face burning with defiance, called him back. “Stop right there! What right do you have to insult me like that?”
She was livid, her voice trembling. “What do you even know? Sebastian only achieved what he has because he latched onto some rich old woman. I’ve seen her. She’s old enough to be his grandmother!”
At that moment, her emotions teetered on the edge of collapse. To Hera, Sebastian’s success achieved through anyone else’s help was worse than outright cheating. At the same time, a profound sense of loss swelled inside
her.
Even if Sebastian’s success came from clinging to an older woman, his sense of responsibility as a man was genuine. Even without that woman, he was ten thousand times better than Edmund. Unfortunately, she was the one who drove him away. She had even pushed him onto the wrong path.
Sometimes, Hera wondered whether, given another chance, she would ever have asked Sebastian for that 2.8
million dollars.
“A man like him is no better than a coward!” By the time she finished speaking, she seemed drained, and silent tears traced down her cheeks.
Ezra lashed out even more harshly, “Utter nonsense! I swear to God you’re not only stupid but deaf and blind too!”
He dismissed the rumor about Sebastian clinging to some old, rich woman entirely. What a joke.
With someone like Claire, a top–tier beauty with a solid family background, by his side, why would he ever need
an old woman? It was absurd.
“What do you mean?” Hera frowned, her voice tense as she faced his mocking tone.
“What I’m trying to say is, you can stay blind, but don’t you dare go around smearing Sebastian’s name. What’s this rumor about him and some rich woman? Anyone with half a brain can tell it’s fake.
“You were his wife for five years, and you believed it? Do you know how many top–tier beauties surround him? He doesn’t lack rich, gorgeous women. Do you really think he’d go for some old lady?
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“The irony is, you were his wife all this time, yet you trusted him less than an outsider like me. What are you worth, Ms. Bishop?”
The room fell into heavy silence.
Ezra narrowed his eyes and sneered, “Who spread that rumor? Don’t tell me it was your friend here?”
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