Every word of gossip felt like a sharp slap across the faces of the Wynn family.
Patrick's expression was exceptionally grim, his face burning with absolute shame and outrage.
Marianne, however, still refused to accept it. Wincing in pain, she tried to argue back. "What do they know?! What pebble, what diamond? Our Hailey was always the diamond! It's that little bitch who—"
Slap!
The veins in Patrick's forehead bulged dangerously as he delivered a vicious backhand to Marianne's face.
Look at the situation they were in.
And she was still obsessing over her precious Hailey.
If her Hailey was really that capable, she wouldn't have dumped all these massive settlements on their shoulders!
While chasing after Mr. Marcek, they had already stepped out of their shadowed corner.
That resounding slap immediately drew the attention of the crowd trickling out of the venue.
Seeing the Wynns in such a pathetic, disheveled state.
The people who were just marveling over Queen's brilliance naturally weren't going to miss out on the chance to vent some frustration on her behalf!
A few society ladies who had previously initiated conversation with Marianne over Hailey's designs.
Purposely strolled over.
Their mocking and sarcastic remarks burned the Wynns' faces with humiliation, leaving them unable to even lift their heads.
But the person they were waiting for still hadn't appeared, and they couldn't afford to leave just yet.
All they could do was keep their heads bowed low, violently suppressing their fury, cowering like rats in a corner as they endured the crowd's taunts and insults.
Their eyes stayed glued to the venue's exit, desperately waiting for their savior... to arrive!

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