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    “Fine,” Lorraine said, her lips curling into a challenging smile. “Let’s see if you truly have the means.” With that, she pinched herself sharply and then copsed to the floor, her body writhing in apparent torment.


    “Ouch… It hurts—my stomach… It hurts so much…” Her cries were loud enough to draw the attention of the surrounding guests, who began to gather around her and Christina in curiosity.


    “Aren’t these two the ones who invited Dn to dance?”


    “Look at the one in the light purple gown. The one who actually danced with Dn. That’s Brendon’s ex-wife. Aside from Dn, she’s tangled up with Robin. I have to admit, she has quite the talent for captivating men.”


    “More than just those two. Two other men have risked offending Dn over her. Heaven knows what she’s done to ensnare them.”


    “Just look at her—she thrives on male attention. No wonder Brendon left her.”


    “And that woman on the floor? Isn’t she Celine’s adoptive daughter? This shameless vixen has been brimming with arrogance ever since dancing with Dn. She even had the gall to attack someone from the Miller family!”


    Lorraine’s pained expression masked the smugness curling in her mind. The more pitiful she appeared, the more likely it was that the onlookers would side with her. Even if Dn wanted to shield that wretched Christina, it wouldn’t be so simple. He could hardly risk souring rtions with the Miller family.


    “Ouch… My stomach… It hurts so much…” Lorraine groaned again, her hand shooting out to clutch at Christina’s dress hem. Christina stepped back swiftly, letting Lorraine’s grasp close on empty air. The awkwardness of the failed attempt lingered in the moment.


    But Lorraine recovered quickly, doubling down on her performance. “It hurts… Miss Jones, please, just let me go to the bathroom… It hurts…”


    The words, coupled with her act, turned the eyes of many already-biased guests toward Christina with open disapproval.


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    “Miss Jones, aren’t you being unreasonable? Why on earth would you stop her from going to the restroom? Since when did she need your permission? Do you think that just because you danced with Mr. Scott once, you are suddenly thedy of the house?”


    “Exactly! You’re such a disgraceful divorcee, still dreaming of marrying into the Scott family. How delusional! And with such a cruel nature—how could Dn ever take you as his wife?”


    “I’ve never seen someone so overbearing. First, she beats Lorraine, and now she won’t even let Lorraine use the bathroom…”


    Christina’s gaze swept over the crowd, cool and sharp as a de. The guests who had been so eager to use her found their voices faltering, their courage evaporating under the weight of her intense stare.


    Christina’s piercing gaze cut through the guests, sending an icy shiver down their spines. What was it about this woman that gave her such an unshakable hold over the room?


    “Did you actually see me strike Miss Reynolds?” Christina’s voice was cold, her eyes locked unflinchingly on a nearby man, the unmistakable speaker who had thrown false usations her way.


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