Chapter 440

The crowd gasped in shock.

“Seriously? Edith, hitting herself?”

Her face was swollen, was she really that ruthless to her own self?

Edith’s face drained of color, her swollen cheeks turning ghostly pale, “Evadne, what the heck are you babbling about? Have I lost my mind to hit myself?”

“I think you’ve totally lost it,” Evadne tutted, shrugging her shoulders. “Not only have you gone bananas, but you’ve also scared the daylights out of me. I’m being generous not hitting you up for emotional distress compensation, and you’re trying to sling mud at me? Just because you’re a Fairhaven, you think you can spit venom?”

The room erupted in clamour!

Flashbulbs frenzied over Edith’s ashen face!

“Miss Ashbourne’s integrity is beyond question, right? She’s always been into charity and social work, even helped that poor Abernathy family servant with funeral expenses. She wouldn’t frame Edith, would she?”

“Even if Ms. Evadne did lash out, there must’ve been a reason, right?”

“Maybe it was a catfight over jealousy, but still, hitting someone is not okay! I have my reservations about Evadne’s character!”

Evadne was utterly sick of these petty female brawls. If Edith wanted to scheme against her, couldn’t she come up with something more sophisticated?

Innocence needed no defense. Being misunderstood didn’t faze her.

Besides, someone had swollen her own face; it seemed like a win for her.

Just as Evadne was about to leave the drama behind, an anxious shout came from outside the crowd.

“Edith! What happened to you? Who’s messing with you?”

The crowd parted, and Barry, surrounded by the Fairhaven family and flanked by bodyguards, hurried over.

“Grandpa. Mommy.” Edith’s eyes brimmed with tears, her lips quivering pitifully.

Seeing her daughter with hair askew and swollen cheeks, collapsed on the floor, and Evadne looking down with icy disdain, Mrs. Fairhaven naturally assumed Evadne was the bully.

“Someone help Edith up!”

At Barry’s command, bodyguards rushed forward, forming a human shield against the prying cameras.

“Oh, Edith!”

Mrs. Fairhaven embraced her daughter immediately, shooting daggers at Evadne with her eyes, “Ms. Evadne! If you have a beef with me, come at me, but why bully my daughter?”

“Mommy, don’t get upset, take care of yourself, I’m okay. I’m fine.” Edith comfortingly patted her mother.

NOSA

Such a heartbreaking scene.

At that moment, the Ashbournes arrived, stirring the atmosphere further.

Edith’s crude and dirty tricks had escalated things/pulling in the big guns.

daughter sure has a fiery temper, lashing out in broad daylight,” Barry leaned on his cane, eyes coldly fixed on Emeric, his tone barely hiding his fury. “Clearly, you dote on her quite a bit. But isn’t everyone’s child their heart and soul? Evadne is, and my Edith is

to

with the/Ashbourne heiress. If it were anyone else, it would have been

at Edith, unsettling her to the core, driving her closer into Mrs. Fairhaven’s

rushing to clutch Evadne’s hand tightly, “Evadne, are you alright? You’re not hurt, are you?”

the Fairhaven mother and daughter green with envy.

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fine, Myra, don’t worry,” Evadne reassured her

believe you’d hit someone. You’re too upright for that. Others might doubt, but we never will,” Myra suddenly

his lips, his brow furrowed as he looked at his

had, so be it. His daughter had set many a mean girl straight in her

was about diffusing this

this got out, how

was to take over the conglomerate someday, she needed a solid public image, credibility. Otherwise, people

you see Evadne hitting anyone? We need

rang out, devoid of aggression but

Avery stride confidently

gaze was deep and

necessary. And

Not Avery.

that supposed to mean? Are you suggesting our Edith framed Ms. Evadne?” Barry asked, his

that’s a question for Ms. Edith. A single lapse in judgment

tenderness, oblivious to the onlookers who murmured in

has eyes for Ms. Evadne, too. It was obvious at the charity auction, and now he’s defending her, risking the wrath of the Fairhavens – isn’t his stance clear enough?”

Emeric is thinking. One’s the president of

a rotten apple at the bottom of the barrel – nothing but flies and skeeters buzzing around him! First there was Acacia, then Edith. You just can’t shake ‘em – what kind of

beat, and she clutched her mother’s arm with

Avery, he gave her a strange sense

fear, almost crushing her, making it hard to

daughter has been beaten to

the picture of innocence, but inside, her mind was racing.

– that corridor

Had he witnessed something, or heard something? Why else would he dare to stand up for Evadne?

pressed closer, his dark eyes glinting with an icy sheen that sent shivers

Edith’s voice choked.

words. Don’t wait until the truth is laid bare on

room fell silent, everyone

like

as though he held a knife to her throat. She had never felt

I lost my footing and

one statement was enough to clear

didn’t actually hit herself, did she? That’s just

Chambers put the pressure on, and she folded. Did you see

someone calls her bluff. If it were me, I’d never admit

This is slander. If the Ashbourne family doesn’t let this slide, will Edith ever

managed to clear it up for

remained stoic, no signs of emotion, not even a

nodded at Avery,

forward, casually draping an arm around Evadne’s shoulders, and addressed Barry with a calm demeanor, “Mr. Fairhaven, I wonder if your granddaughter still requires my sister to explain herself. If you’re looking for an explanation, it’s not out of

eyes,

and passionate, was perfectly positioned to defend his sister in

daughter in panic, while Barry’s

stir up. But if it wasn’t us, and someone’s trying to frame or slander my dearly beloved sister, I won’t let it slide lightly. I believe Mr.

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