Sophia was terrified of Mrs. Wilson. Unlike Wendy, who merely appeared aloof but was actually quite gentle and even-tempered, Mrs. Wilson was different.


    This woman had the notoriously explosive temper of a spoiled heiress. Once she set her mind to something, she pursued it to the bitter end. Besides, Mrs. Wilson had already caught her red-handed at the clubst time.


    She quickly shook her head. "Mrs. Wilson, what happenedst time was truly a misunderstanding. Please don''t get the wrong idea. I have no rtionship with Mr. Wilson. The only man I''ve ever loved is Nathan."


    At the critical moment, Nathan was once again used as a shield.


    Mrs. Wilson just smirked, not pressing the issue further. The main event was yet toe.


    "Ladies and gentlemen, my apologies for the scene. We have a delicious spread prepared inside. Please,e in. And if you''re interested in seeing the rest of the show, you can watch it from there."


    Sophia was stunned. Was Mrs. Wilson just going to let it go?


    From what she knew of her, Mrs. Wilson was not one to let things slide.


    She nced at her daughter, but Joanna was too consumed by her own humiliation to notice. Her head was spinning; never in her life had she felt so disgraced.


    Sebastian was equally mortified as people around them pointed and whispered.


    He looked over at Natalie, who remainedpletely detached. A cold dread washed over him as he recalled her venomous words. She truly wanted them all to suffer before she would be satisfied.


    Wendy lowered her head, a triumphant smile hidden from view.


    Joanna wanted to have her dered mentally ill? In her dreams. A much bigger show was waiting for her.


    This was just the appetizer. The higher she climbed, the harder she would fall.


    Wendy would wait until Joanna''s movie was released, then she would deliver her a truly special gift.


    Everyone moved into the grand ballroom. Once inside, Joanna noticed Natalie was there, meaning she had witnessed the whole ugly scene.


    Joanna''s friend, Yeri, approached her with a smile. "Joanna, I saw what happened. Don''t worry, Natalie won''t be smug for long."


    Seeing Natalie filled Joanna with a burning hatred.


    What right did Natalie have to attend such a high-ss event?


    Joanna turned to her friend. "Yeri, you know how it is. Natalie is always the one


    causing trouble. And she''s been getting very close to Marshalltely."


    Joanna knew that Marshall was the man Yeri most wanted to marry.


    By pointing out Natalie''s closeness to him, she was ensuring Natalie would have a bad night.


    Yeri''s father was also eager for a marriage alliance with the Spencer family.


    Yeri blocked Natalie''s path, her expression arrogant and her tone dripping with scorn. "Natalie, this is Wilson family party. Not just any riff-raff can get in."


    The mention of Natalie''s name drew everyone''s attention.


    Wendy''s gaze snapped to Natalie. She was dressed in a ck gown that perfectly entuated her figure making her skin,seem even fairer Her dark eyes were like a shimmeringke. Her daughter was beautiful, but she wouldn''t even spare her mother a nce.


    Sebastian frowned and stepped in front of Natalie.


    Joanna''s eyes widened in rm. If Sebastian revealed his rtionship with Natalie


    here, she would be branded as the other woman for all to see.


    Few people had paid attention to their connection at her birthday party, and they had always kept their marriage a secret.


    Besides their two families, almost no one knew Natalie was Sebastian''s wife.


    But Natalie pushed Sebastian aside.


    "Move," she whispered fiercely. "Your precious Joanna is watching.


    Dat


    you doing standing in of doing-standing


    are to rum my reputation?


    me?