?Chapter 301:
Without Ruben’s clout, the Craig and Sampson families were up a creek without a paddle. Kicking Hailee to the curb would’ve been a piece of cake—she was just a nobody. They had a million ways to shut her up. But with Elliana backing her? That was a whole different ballgame. Word on the street was Elliana wasn’t someone anyone messed with.
As the Craig and Sampson families scrambled, Hailee suddenly raised her voice, addressing the room like a thunderp, “The truth you’re all moring for? It’s already up there on the screen. That’s real surveince footage, every second of it!”
Hailee’s words hit like a sledgehammer, nailing the coffin shut on the whole fiasco. Boris, Dunn, and Hester had toyed with an innocent girl, nearly conning the poor soul into giving up a kidney. Those three were wolves dressed asmbs.
The crowd’s faces twisted with rage. Sure, plenty in this high-society crowd looked down on regr folks and wouldn’t be caught dead hanging with them. But stooping so low as to trick someone into donating an organ? That was a bridge too far. At least they had some respect for human life.
In a sh, the crowd backed away from the Craig and Sampson families, like they were radioactive. These two families were monsters — what else might they have done to the people around them? Who’d risk getting cozy with that kind of crew?
The Craig and Sampson families were left red-faced, their pride in tatters. Just minutes ago, they were the toast of the town. Now? They were the viins everyone shunned. If this scandal kept snowballing, their businesses would take a nosedive.
In ast-ditch effort, Joslyn tore into Hailee. “You snake! Couldn’t snag Boris, so you crash this engagement party to make a scene. We offered you money to walk away, but you got greedy. Don’t cry when I rip off your mask and show everyone who you really are!”
Joslyn’s misleading words rippled through the crowd, creating an air of confusion. “What exactly is Mrs. Craig implying here? Is Hailee merely nursing wounds from some rejected advances, showing up to sabotage the Craig-Sampson engagement celebration?”
“That would exin a lot. Look at Hailee’s outfit—head-to-toe Rosa Couture. No ordinary person could afford that kind of luxury. Maybe she’s not as innocent as she wants us to believe.”
“We should withhold judgment for now. If this situation reverses itself, we’ll look foolish for jumping to conclusions too quickly.”
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Joslyn’s lips curled into a satisfied smirk as she absorbed the murmurs of doubt spreading through the crowd, relishing the seeds of uncertainty she had carefully nted.
Confident that Hailee’s entrance, aided by Elliana and the dramatic video revtion, couldn’t possiblypete with the Craig family’s masterful ability to reshape any narrative to their advantage, Joslyn’s voice rose several octaves, each word dripping with venomous contempt.
“Hailee, you’re nothing more than a struggling actress scraping together a living from cheap web series productions. You thought your pretty face could somehow ensnare Boris, and when he rightfully rejected your advances, you decided to orchestrate this pathetic revenge scheme at his engagement celebration? The audacity is truly breathtaking!”
Her manicured finger stabbed toward the massive screen dominating the room as she continued her relentless attack. “You actually think you can cobble together some poorly edited dramatic scenes to destroy Boris’s sterling reputation and execute your vindictive little plot? How utterly delusional!”
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