The mere thought of that scene felt like the end of the world to Isabella Lancaster.
She had always prided herself on her flawless pedigree.
But now, every ounce of her pride and glory was about to be stripped away in front of everyone.
She couldn't even fathom it.
When the day of The Vinton Debutante Gala arrived.
How would her socialite friends look at her, and how hard would they laugh?
She couldn't imagine the sheer amount of mockery she would face once the scandal made its way back to Elyndor.
She would be drowning in schadenfreude and vicious stares...
She refused to let everything she had painstakingly built turn to dust!
She couldn't lose everything she had fought so hard to obtain!
Burying her face in her hands, Isabella was consumed by a suffocating wave of despair.
Her mind was entirely blank, leaving her grasping at straws with no idea what to do.
Right at that moment.
Her phone suddenly buzzed.
The name flashing on the screen was a lifeline.
It was Agnes!
Isabella snatched up the phone immediately.
"Agnes..."
The moment she spoke, a choked sob escaped her lips.
All the grievance she had been swallowing these past few days came pouring out in an unstoppable flood.
"Agnes... I can't take it anymore. I've been biting my tongue for days, but no one cares about me, and no one even looks at me... They're all obsessing over that country bumpkin!"
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